Dear Folks, This afternoon when my neighbor Ken picked up my newspaper and mail for me, I waved him inside. We exchanged our usual pleasantries and then he asked a favor of me. He and his fiancée Michelle apparently have joint custody of Michelle's dog Micky. Ken asked me if he could mow a circular path in my grown up field between our two houses so that Micky would a place where he could run to his heart's content. Of course I said yes. Ken was thrilled and then ran back to his car and brought Micky to my door. Oh what a beautiful huge huggy dog he is! I believe that Ken told me he's a golden retriever and is only 1-1/2 years old. Heaven help the two of them when he finally grows up! He's such a dear friendly dog and he was tugging on Ken to enter my house. Frankly I wouldn't have minded except I didn't know whether he'd act like a bull in a china shop. But not to worry, Ken kept a tight hold on his collar. I'd like to get to know Micky and see him racing through my field, happy as he can be. He's such a big huggy dog. I'd like him to be my dog friend. vee