Crazy Daze, Silly Knights

I have a dog....his name is Monty. My family and I picked him up from the pound shortly after we had to put our other dog down. We wanted another animal to love, to give a home to another lost critter. When we arrived at the animal shelter we saw Monty on a leash. He was a 3 month old Golden Retriever and Bernese Mountain dog mix and just as cute as he could be. The owner had just dropped him off and hour before we arrived at the shelter. It was love at first site. The dear little puppy didn't lunge at the cat near him and didn't seem put off by all the commotion around him. He was good natured and loving with the kids. After spending some time with him we all agreed he was a perfect fit. It is interesting, but I don't remember his original name....I always remember him as Monty. I joked when we called him that because I said Monty was short for 3-card-Monty. Little did I know there was more truth to that joke than I realized because I believe that dog conned us from the ...

I have discovered I have a new fear. Jelly Beans. My fear began as a love of jelly beans. Jelly beans always had a feeling of "spring is here" for me. Mostly because they were in those plastic eggs at Easter. It was a simple idea too....put sugar and flavors in ovals. Easy to eat, easy to store. Then came the gourmet jelly beans. They added flavors we never heard of and opened up whole new worlds for jelly bean lovers. We could now taste what a pina colada would taste like if it was bite size and warm. Buttery sweet popcorn now had no fat in it and didn't leave an oily mess on the hands. Cotton Candy, bubble gum and apple were all able to live in harmony in the bag and there was no mess involved. The jelly bean makers made the jelly beans many different colors. They even speckled them to once they rain out of appealing colors. So entered the confusion. My problem began when I grabbed what should have been a green apple and instead grabbed a chocolate flavored bean. Thi...

Ever since I was a young child I loved animals. I always read books about them, watched Mutual Omaha's Wild Kingdom faithfully, drew pictures of them and had fuzzy critter posters all over my room. Everything in me screamed at a very young age I wanted warm and fuzzy critters in my house. I swore when I got older I would get a dog and anything else with fur. Eventually adulthood hit and, sure enough, I found the perfect dog for me and the family. It was an Alaskan Malamute named Titan. The owner had to either give him away or put him in a shelter. I was hesitant to take a dog that big. Titan weighed in at 135 lbs. He was big for his breed. But he charmed us all and we took him home with us. I have to say that Malamutes are rather interesting....they vocalize a lot. If they want attention, they make this low rumble in their throat. At first he freaked me out because I thought he was growling at me all the time. Turns out...he was just looking to chat me up. It is not like you could...

Today is April Fools Day. The origins of the day is sketchy. It could have started when we switched from the Gregorian calendar to the Julian calander. It could have been started when people decided to plant their seeds a month too early on the calander. (Clearly some take early planting of seeds a little too seriously and as a time to play "slam the neighbor.) Or maybe when a French king decided to change the celebration of New Year's Day to January and taking the opportunity to make fun of all of those that choose to hold to tradition and celebrate it in April (kings can be so testy sometimes and quick with a quip) It could be when Noah decided to let the first bird out of the Ark and the bird decided that hanging out in the Bahamas was better than another 40 days on the rather ripe smelling Ark and never returned. I like to think of it as a big joke on the entire population. We willing mark a day on the calander to let people know that TODAY is the day we submit ourselves t...