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Negotiating with Cookies – Fleegle Delivers the Mail
“Raud, can we go for a walk?”
Rain taps against the den window. “When it stops raining.”
“Let’s go now. You can wear a hat. You like hats.”
“If you need to pee, use your yard.”
“But I want to pee in someone else’s yard.”
* * *
After the rain passes, we go for a walk around the neighborhood. Fleegle stops to lift his leg on the post of yet another mail box. A dog barks at us from the picture window of the house the box belongs to, slobber marks all over the glass.
I say, “That’s the fourth box you’ve tagged.”
Fleegle continues to pee as he watches the dog in the window go crazy. “I know, ain’t it fun. Just wait until I go poopers on his lawn.”
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Negotiating with Cookies #43 – Turkey, Turkey and More Turkey
Fleegle supervises as I set the table for dinner.
“Why do we eat turkey on Thanksgiving?” he asks.
“It’s tradition.”
“As in it’s tradition to sing the national anthem before baseball games?”
“I don’t know if that’s sung out of tradition or patriotism.”
“Are turkeys patriotic?”
I glance at the cooked bird cooling on the counter, steam rising off it. “I highly doubt it.”
“Why?”
“Because quite a lot of them get eaten on Thanksgiving.”
“No turkey rights, huh?”
“Well, this is America, so you do have the right to act like a turkey.” I spoon stuffing onto Fleegle’s plate, then some mashed potatoes.
“Just not lucky if you’re born one.” Fleegle slicks back his whiskers with his tongue. “I’ll take more stuffing than that, please.”
I spoon some more onto his plate, then begin sharpening the carving knife. “Do you want dark meat or light meat?”
“What’s the difference?”
“Leg or breast?”
“Oh, leg of course. Dogs always go for the leg.”
* * *
“What’s for lunch, Raud?” Fleegle asks.
“Leftovers.”
“Not more turkey?”
“Yep, more turkey. Aren’t you the one who’s always telling me not to waste food?”
“No, it’s me who is always offering to clean the dishes.”
I get the turkey carcass from the fridge and set it on the counter.
Fleegle whines. “This is like the fourth or fifth day of turkey.”
“It’s a big bird.”
“Can’t we skip it and go straight to the pumpkin pie? What was that fluffy white stuff called again?”
“Whipped cream, but we’re out of pie.”
“Awe, come on, what kind of kitchen are you running? Is Hamburger Heaven open?”
I pause to give Fleegle a good looking over. “You know, maybe we should fast for a day.”
He cocks his head to the side. “Fast?”
“Not eat for a day.”
“Why? I’m not fat. You’re not fat.”
“But your expectations are, and if you go without you’ll better appreciate what you have.”
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Update: Dog-centric Review of the Honda Element
As the front tires wore down on my Honda Element, they were slipping more and more, especially in the rain. I recently replaced them and it’s a huge improvement. They still slip a little when starting in the rain, but they don’t break free and spin like they were doing.
I installed a free flow cold air intake and filter to replace the stock air box and filter. I initially gained an extra 20-25 miles on a tank of gas before the gas light came on, but it decreased over time and eventually was back to where it was with the stock air box. In the summers though I’ve noticed my gas mileage improving and can only guess that it has to do with the air intake now being placed outside the hot engine compartment.
I replaced the spark plugs a few months back and that improved my gas mileage…
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