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There once was kitty so clever He learned how to pull on a lever That took him to places Where mice would paint faces Except on a cat, they would never!

I know a dumb dog named Smart Kitty Who thinks he is awfully pretty. He likes taking mud baths Runs right down the wrong paths He foolishly thinks he is witty.

You think I’d be used to death by now. You think it’d be my best friend, sitting across from me at the local coffee shop, just chewing the proverbial fat. I’ve had plenty of second-hand experiences with it, yet very few which have affected me personally. I grew up across the street from the town cemetery, so death was a part of my daily existence. As kids, my friends and I would watch that foreboding, black hearse from a distance, just waiting for the mourners to dissipate. As soon as they we...

Every year I hold my breath when October rolls around. That's because I dread what's coming, Halloween. With three kids now, there's an air around here that resembles a newspaper office frantically trying to meet its deadline. It doesn't help that everyone and their brother in this small town ask my kids that age-old question: "And what are YOU going to be for Halloween this year?" Can they think of nothing else to talk about? Actually, my kids begin to think of the "perfect Halloween costume...