How a cat became a king
One of the things that bothered me the most after my dog’s death last year was that I missed his presence each week when I wrote this column. In fact, after his passing I stopped writing in my den, which is where I use to keep Silas’ pen. I use the word “den” because calling it an “office” would imply I’m financially successful.
Christine cleaned the den out last week, and I decided to again assemble Will E Sanders, Inc., on my vacant desk....
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Will E. Sanders
Creators Syndicate
Floyd County Times (Ky)
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