Gas Pains

Tom grew up in Milwaukee, bartended in Wauwatosa in the '70s and moved here in 1984.

Commentary, observations and musings about the outdoors, life in general and maybe Tosa politics and personalities will be the order of the day. He savors a lively debate as much as terrific cooking.

Friday Morning Little Sister

Elvis, Friday Morning Music, Little Sister, Big Sideburns

A few of you have inquired about about my other dog - Sister.  AKA the Chick Magnet or Blonde Ambition.  Almost three months ago she underwent a serious surgery to correct a deformity in her right forearm.

She has been sporting an external fixator ever since.  Four steel rings and sixteen pins to keep the bones in alignment as they knit.  the Million Dollar Dog has been a real champ through all of this.  I know if I had to wear a medical appliance that looked like a medieval torture device I would be grumpy.  Not her.  She's her good-natured self. 

With some luck all of that hardware will be removed next week.  We'll have to see.  I'd bet she's hoping to get back to where she belongs.

She is miffed that her big sister, Girlfriend, got to choose last week's music.  This week is her turn...

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