World Canine Unity Day had finally come. It had been years in the making. Objectives had been set aside, dreams had been shattered, and lives had been sacrificed. That certain innate sense of being which every living dog ever possessed was acutely focused on the visionary ambition that everyone could get along if they really wanted to. Make no mistake about it. The dogs wanted to get along. For centuries, the different…"World Canine Unity Day"
I don’t eat pancakes. I don’t like them. I haven’t had one since the Ford Administration. I used to like them at one time. There was time when Mom or Dad would break out the white Tupperware mixture bowl that was marked for measurement and came complete with a lid. Into that durable vessel, they would compile all the necessary ingredients to be poured onto a hot griddle, and subsequently doused, drenched, and drowned by…"The Pancake Breakfast Incident"