Tag Archives: animal

Ruff Times

Posted on November 22, 2013 by rogermcmanus2013

Harold always sensed he wasn’t ma and pa’s favorite, but it became quite evident to him to what extent he really wasn’t, when with hard times upon the family and food needing to be rationed out, all his brothers … Continue reading →

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Dog Days

Posted on November 8, 2013 by rogermcmanus2013

A flea was sneezing and coughing when its friend, Tick, walked in. “What’s wrong with you?” Tick asked. “Oh, I don’t know,” Flea replied. “I just don’t feel too good.” “No? Well there is something going around,” Tick added. “You … Continue reading →

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Moo-shka

Posted on October 25, 2013 by rogermcmanus2013

The file on the great Chicago fire of 1871 was declassified, to startled foreign relations. Mrs. O’Leary’s cow, who had started the fire, was KGB. An affidavit from Mrs. O’Leary claimed that she could never produce a good American … Continue reading →

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Surrounded By Cashmere

Posted on October 16, 2013 by rogermcmanus2013

“We’ll leave you some little Vienna sausages to stick the capsules in,” they had told me. The grey of the autumn morning … early morning sky … lingered over the muffled yellows and oranges of the near-Vermont foliage. I was … Continue reading →

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In the Headlights

Posted on September 27, 2013 by rogermcmanus2013

It was a cold, windy night, sometime in December, sometime around midnight, and the snow had begun to come down hard. On the otherwise undisturbed, frozen-muddied shoulder of the road, a car was parked with its motor still running … Continue reading →