The Reading Education Assistance Dog (R.E.A.D.) didn’t want to hear that story about the dying dog. . .

Our pets, ourselves
And: In memoriam — including: There’s a signpost up ahead…

Crazy Dog Lady: “The stories about reading to kids reminds me of my standard poodle, Ben, who was not only a certified therapy dog for many years, but also qualified to be a R.E.A.D. (Reading Education Assistance Dog). He spent many hours at a school and various libraries having kids read to him.

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Matinee Idle (Vol. 1, No. 8)

A midday diversion for you:

Take a stroll back through Twin Cities radio history at a site offering . . .

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There was a fowl odor coming from the outhouse. Could that be . . . one of the partridge family?

Life as we know it
Outhouses and Port-a-Potties Division

Twitty of Como writes: “When I was about age 12, my parents bought a small, unfinished cabin on 28 acres of lakeshore. It was beautiful but had no well, electricity or lavatory facilities.

“When spring came, it became my job to dig a hole for the as-yet-unbuilt outhouse, which I did. The outhouse wasn’t intended for long-term use, so it was pretty much a spare wood frame wrapped with tarpaper — cold in winter and hot in summer.