On 6/26/2010 11:49 AM, Ruth Barton wrote:
> Hereabouts it's the most direct route to the outhouse.  Ruth
>    
Ruth,

In a pinch, well, maybe, but our beach bungalow house came w/ indoor 
plumbing. The pioneers that settled the area in the last wave of 
invasion came from Brooklyn on the train. For many years they only hung 
out on weekends but as they aged they could not remember how to find the 
train back.

Which reminds me, around 10 pm last night I was walking Mudslide in the 
neighborhood and generally enjoying the night when a van stopped. A man 
and woman asked me if I had seen a brown dog, which I had not. The dog's 
name is Mickey. It is a sort of brown and black doberman mutt. If you 
see it send me an e-mail. I have the folk's phone number. They told me 
that their dog keeps trying to get away. I relate with that and told 
them we used to have a brown and black dog that never staid in the yard. 
Then the woman told me it was her father's dog and it was trying to find 
a way back to Staten Island. Not only is Staten Island a long ways from 
here but there is a lot of water between the islands and unless the dog 
can figure out to navigate the Verrazano Bridge without getting run over 
I don't see a happy ending here.

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