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I would like to thank those of you who’ve visited and are reading this!

First, let me apologize to my readers for being unable to answer messages for quite some time.  The problem is Tax has monopolized our time searching for his Christmas present.  He asked Santa Claws for a cow.  Since last Christmas, all I’ve heard about is that stupid cow that Santa was bringing him this year.   We went to look at cows: milk cows, steak cows, Longhorns, Angus, black cows, brown cows, spotted cows, striped cows (I’m not sure those were cows…).  Needless to say, we saw a lot of cows.

Christmas morning arrived and Tax did indeed get a cow.  But Tax isn’t as good at written communication as I am.  The cow he got was small and stuffed, which was a great disappointment to him.  He’s complained constantly since and we have spent many hours working to craft his letter to Santa next year.  We decided that perhaps he was too vague in his previous letter.   He just licked the stamp for this year’s Christmas List.  This time he was more specific.

Dear Santa Claws,
It’s me, Tax.  About that cow that you brought to me.  I think there was a big misunderstanding.  I do not want a stuffed cow.  I want a large cow that will live in my backyard.  The cow should moo and make huge piles of business all over.  I suspect that Mom altered my letter and told you not to bring me a real cow.  Mom says that there is no more room in our yard for business, cows or dogs.  If you could see your way to getting me the cow that I asked for next year, you may take Molly away and that will cut down on some of the business in our yard.

Your biggest fan,
Tax

I don’t think that letter will work, but at least it will shut Tax up.