Two weeks ago we had a huge buzzard dump 21 inches of snow on our little house. I was upset because my grassy pee and poop place had been covered up by snow six Foleys high, but what upset me more was the delay in delivery of the long awaited book by my friend Hobo Hudson: The Richest Dog in Town. On Saturday Daddy said he was not checking the mail because of the storm. I told him he had to, Hobo’s book might be there, but he wouldn’t listen. On Sunday, after digging out our house and checking on Grampy Daddy came home with the mail, and wouldn’t you know it, amongst it was my copy of The Richest Dog in Town. I took it from him huffily and went into my kitty condo to read. First all, I must mention the cover: A grinning Hobo with his paws around stacks of coins, lovingly drawn by my good friend Zoe Boe’s mom Aunt Connie Gross. She caught the marvelous mischievous and loving gleam in his eyes. Like all great memories Hobo balances his story between laughs and tear
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