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Laugh tracks in the dust: The curse of Henry
Ah, the joy of sweet success. As you’ll recall, last week I recounted how a persistent, even arrogant coyote wuz stalking my little chicken...
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Laugh Tracks in the Dust – Dad-gummed coyotes
The feather-hungry, dad-gummed coyotes have my little chicken flock in their sights again. And one big, ol’ wanna-be chicken killer is even arrogant about...
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Laugh tracks in the dust: Single Blonde Female
I love this supposedly-true story. This classified advertisement ran in a local newspaper:
“Single Blonde Female seeks male companionship, ethnicity unimportant. I'm a very good...
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Laugh Tracks in the Dust: Lessons learned with Mocephus
This is one of my favorite times of the year — when the profusion of fall prairie wildflowers are widely in bloom. The yellows...
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Laugh tracks in the dust: “Redneck Navy”
Hurricane Harvey left behind one thing more important than damage. It left behind the knowledge on the American psyche that in a pinch we...
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Laugh tracks in the dust: Pilot
Our eldest daughter is awesome. Let me describe how awesome she is. On her 50th birthday on August 21 for her birthday celebration the...
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Laugh tracks in the dust: Historic anniversary
Ol’ Nevah and I decided to make our 53rd anniversary an “historic” one. No, we didn’t do anything historic ourselves, but we did spend...
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“Laugh Tracks in the Dust: Fantastic Weather and Fair Premiums
Fantastic! That’s the only word to adequately describe the weather we’ve had here in the Flint Hills the first half of August. After a...
