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Rollo the Remora

Dad here; this is non-Charlie related, but I humbly asked for and received her permission, so there. I am mortally embarrassed that I have a longtime friend in the hospital dealing the exact same procedure that I had to deal with after my motorcycle accident in 2014 BC (before Charlie). (Cue the ominous music) THE COLOSTOMY BAG!! I typed that in all caps as that's how it registered in my brain the first time I…
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E=mc2

"There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle" I prefer #2; some may call this defeatist, giving up this much control of one's destiny to a higher power, but I believe there is an order to to the universe, and that nothing "just happens". Every encounter and experience has the potential to be a miracle if we…
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The rapture?

Last night, we experienced an event at the Casa del Whackos that was so surreal that I still find it difficult to believe. I was putting the finishing touches on the calendar and mom was, well, doing what mom does, and we turned in a little later than usual. We noticed that the bed seemed a good bit larger than we were used to, and then it hit us: for the first time in memory,…
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You cant always get what you want

Yesterday, Zach began having some motorcycle issues up in the Ozarks, so dad and I hooked up the trailer and headed north. Zach is a resourceful guy, and by the time that we made it halfway to where he was camping, he had fixed the offending problem and and was loaded up and headed for home and Miss Tara when we encountered him on the interstate. As we were already there with the trailer, it…
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Happy Charksgiving

Imagine if you woke up today with only the things that you gave thanks for yesterday? Dad here; Charlie, Mia and Ajax are all wadded up next to me preventing any movement of any sort, and Marco is keeping an eye on mom in the kitchen. He has become quite enamored with her, and she claims that she doesn't like it, but what do you think? She actually bought the spoiled little goober a dog…
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No ma’am; we’re musicians

It was 75° yesterday morning at the Casa, then came the sound of a rushing mighty wind, and now, twenty four hours later,it's, well, cold enough that when we hustled back inside, dad did NOT enjoy our cold hooves on his bare legs. Especially Marco's, as mom immediately tucked Marco into his customary nest "down there", (gracias, mamacita) Dad is a fickle as a little school girl when it comes to what he's "in to";…
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I’ll be watching you

Every bite you take Each piece of juicy steak When all is gone you fake When you lick clean your plate I'll be watching you The tater tots you scarf I hope they make you barf How can you not share Under my steady stare I'll be watching you. Oh can't you see Your grub belongs to me Don't look away for long Or it will be long gone... Every bite I steal Makes for…
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