My first actual entry into this, a blog, was simply the letter "I". It was at the second following that keystroke that my son came in to tell me I had to come outside because something was wrong with one of our dogs. Something was indeed wrong, the dog was dead.
I had wanted to plan my whole first entry out in detail, start things off with a bang, be clever and witty and fill it with biting humor and sarcasm.
It's late now though, and I'm tired, and I have to get up early in the morning so I'm afraid this will have to do.
We think it's possible that one of our neighbors poisoned our dog. There's a cliffhanger for you. Whoever you are.
Wakefield
From the fingers of Wakefield
at 1:02 AM CDT