Snoot the Pooch was sad one day. "I wonder why I look this way. My nose is doggone commonplace. It's just so boring on my face." "I'd feel better, I suppose, if I could have a brand new nose!" Snoot ... [+]
Snoot the Pooch was sad one day. "I wonder why I look this way. My nose is doggone commonplace. It's just so boring on my face." "I'd feel better, I suppose, if I could have a brand new nose!" Snoot ... [+]
It was 1962, Wichita, Kansas. My Dad surveyed the front yard—a very big front yard, a grim look on his face. "Weeds," he pronounced sullenly, as if our front yard had become the equivalent of ... [+]
I was sad, oh so sad, All alone in my pain. Thankfully that was when The Balloon Lady came. I had hung my head down And let out a groan, When I saw a foot standing Right next to my own. I looked ... [+]