delihound

As a five year old, I snuck out behind my neighbor's shed, with their six year old, where we climed a pile of old boards and spied on the naked neighbors behind us. I shouted "whooo-whooo!" and slid down a plank, where a nail caught my thigh, and ripped open a five inch gash that remains to this day. Interestingly/coincidentally enough, I lived in that town for five months (my dad was being transferred to our future permanent home) and years later (25) I transferred to that exact town, where I now reside with my children of that age. Hmmmm.

I love dogs, period. Have a great day!

I felt the exact same way about Chris Cornell (pre pretentious Audio Slave). I wrote a song about that exact thing as well.