Don - I don't know about you but that pesky Newsletter Editor is really going to have to do some digging to come up with something to say about me that hasn't been said before. Unfortunately, a lot of it was said by my loving Mom. Usually on a Sunday morning when I hadn't quite made it home from a Saturday night outing. After I turned 6, she didn't seem to mind as bad. I think the confusion was that I wasn't allowed to cross the street by myself and she couldn't believe I had been playing in the yard all night. If I remember right, we had a really big yard. Well, a lot of things seem really big when you are only 6. I think another contributing factor was that my hair was blonde until I was about 6 and she knew that blondes have a way of getting lost crossing a street. Rosie kept getting lost in the woods, so Cleon, being the nice guy he is, moved her house there.
larry the ol hdg was raised by a (redheaded mother) an was married too (2 as in two) blonds he ain't afraid of any redhead/blond crittor news edditor Im shure the lil red/blond editor coulden't find ANYTHING bad to say about a mighty fine upstanding rabbit chasing hounddog He can hardly wait for the news letter to get here to see what GREAT things were posted about such a nice houndog, they are SCARCE these days an I think they are also on the ENDANGERED species list HDG