Little Bunny Foo Foo, he ain’t got no gratitude
Little Bunny Foo Foo, he ain't got no gratitude
Just when you think you're doing something noble for the environment, you become a cruel torturer and murderer of small grassland creatures. No good deed goes unskewed when you live in a junkyard.
In the idealistic days of our youth, my husband, John, and I made a deal to buy the chunk of land on which we'd parked our once-mobile home and committed to clear said property of whatever metal and machinery dregs remained of the auto salvage yard that was then housed there. Among our feelings of hope and misgiving, we felt good that on...