Because it's happy.
Because we live out in the sticks where everyone plays a stringed something-or-other.
Because he's a mix of small and large breeds,
the sweetness of a ukulele and the soul of a guitar.
Because The Monkey can say it
(or yell it at the top of his lungs.)
And because he uses his hind leg to constantly kick at the itch on his neck . . .
as if he were playing the
* BANJO *
I loved reading all your suggestions and stories.
Thank you for sharing!!!
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As for the business end of things . . .
shop update tomorrow.
And probably once more this weekend.