Without performing a microscopic examination, I decided I had been hit by a bird.
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It Can be Your Final Word…
Perhaps that why I told my family I wanted to be deep-frozen and driven into the ground with a pile-driver.
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When the Hawk Hit the Window…
Note" Remember when Opie killed a momma bird with his slingshot and had to care for the little ones?
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“In” Famous Last Words…
So, I did a mental "coin flip" and I ended my classroom reading with, "Your niece, Johnny".
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8 Legs and a Red Hourglass…
So, after we agreed it was a black widow spider, I sent it to spider heaven with a carefully directed blow from my 6 pound hammer.
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It’s the Little Things That Count…
As he left, he said, "Oh, by the way, we have a bit of a tick problem right now".
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The Pampered American Pooch…
That I could deal with because I could emphasize with not wanting to plop by tender region in the snow.
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The Heir to Hair…
Knotted, polka-dotted, twisted, beaded, braided, powdered, flowered and confettied! Oh say can you see my eves, if you can then my hair's too short.
Things to Consider…
For the chicken, it's involved but the pig is committed.
A Roadside Rest, Maybe?
The average bed will contain up to 10 million dust mites.
Johnny on the Spot 