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To: jpmac who wrote (40961)	11/3/1999 8:48:00 PM
From: Gauguin	Respond to of 71178

Wow. That's a good idea. Never thought of that. Yes, the yard is an amusement park. Mine and Stumpy's. He doesn't leave. It takes just one messy quarter acre, to keep that boy satisfied. Three hundred and fifty places to sit. A mole to hunt. A porch to command. Lots of directions to run. Stuff to hide under. Indoors, and Outdoors. Beds and boxes. Food. Pretty much a Universe. He sits at the top of the stairs and looks down at the street, but he doesn't go down there. Nuh-uh. No reason to go down there. It's fun to watch him bolt when someone comes in the yard. He knows that's trouble, anyway you slice it. He's remarkably like me, and the others aren't. We're fat and average, and don't like being pestered. And an un-interrupted nap, is what life's about. And a sparse moment in which we delude ourselves, about something else. Probably his biggest delusion, is that he's a fast runner. A performer. Headliner. Talent. Spartan. Bully. The Six Million Dollar Cat; with Bionic parts. When, in fact, he's a baked potato.