There are two things I love better than food….one is called stick and the other is called puck.  Early in the morning while mommie is making caffe and ista is “still sleeping”, I forage thru my room for my stick and puck.  Walking quietly, I stalk the house for an opponent.  :play hockey, me? ..
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It started with pumpkins..everywhere we went, I saw orange pumpkins.  Big ones, small ones, and ones that mommie made pies with.  Then I noticed that there were alot of scarecrows dressed up in our neighbourhood.  Sitting with pumpkins, or black cats, and then there were the ghosts hanging from trees.  mommie explained that this was
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When the dog bites, when the bee stings, when I’m feeling sad … I simply remember my favorite things, and then I don’t feel, so bad…. 10.  Racing … there is nothing like the wind in my hair and tota, ista or mommie far behind while I’m winning a race! 9.  The MOOOOOOOOON … there
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this area claims to be the largest artist and festival per capita in canada. We are smack in the middle of three small cities that boast a festival every weekend … garlic festival, apple festival, pickle festival, plow pull festival, berry festival, corn festival, green festival, heritage festival and the list goes on. The entire
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twas a beautiful october day with crimson leaves on the gravel roads and sunny rays cutting through the stands of birch trees.  my mommie told me it was a day to give thanks to the creator for all the good things in our lives.  My ista said it was an excuse to have turkey and
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