Snail Carnage by Raccoon

“Rosco, wake up!” Betty exhorted “Huh, wha — ?!” I not-so-articulated.  One of the dogs had barked, puncturing our velvet-all-encompassing midnight slumber.  I sat up.  In the almost-total darkness I reverted to habit, focusing on listening. Crunch!  crunch!?  some nasally … Continue reading

awn tawppuv the whirled @ LAND’S END WHACKAROONY

A nite or two ago, out peeeng in the yarrd, cigar in the other hand, the warm nite breeze stirring what’s left of my ever-diminishing hair, clothes scattered somewhere in the house, dogs snuffling about in the bushez nearby, i … Continue reading