Josh the Ladies' Man

Thursday, Feb 5, 2004 -- Is it bad luck to find a dead chicken in your front yard? No, it wasn't a voodoo curse - just some dog in the neighborhood determined to finish off the rest of the Keener's chickens. I bagged and disposed of the unfortunate bird before reporting the homicide to Mrs. Keener. She says she has only one hen left, and it only survived because it chooses wisely to roost in a tree instead of the chicken coop. Cathi met me for lunch at Taqueria, then picked up Joshua's migrain prescription at HEB. Josh and Zach both stayed late for track. Joshua doesn't want to compete so he volunteered to be the team manager (Zach says it's so he can meet girls). After returning from the evening's Little League registration slash Water Board meeting, I found Zach with a bag of ice on his arm. He claims to have gotten into a fight with his friend Chris. The fight as described was pretty one-sided as Zach just let Chris hit him in the same spot on his arm about 20 times. Sometimes it doesn't pay to be muy macho.