-->“It was about three and a half feet high, with a head like a collie and
A face like a horse. It had a long neck, wings about two feet long, and
Its back legs were like those of a crane, and it had horse's hooves.
It walked on its back legs and held up two short front legs with paws
On them. It didn't use its front legs at all while we were watching.
My wife and I were very scared I tell you, but I managed to open the
Window and say, 'Shoo', and it turned around barked at me, and flew away.”

Our Neighbors Down The Road, When We Were Both Kids


Music: Who Let The Dogs Out?


Today is the Birthday of my Old Jersey Devil Ed Brother
He says he is 60, but he’s really 300, according to Mother

She says that he was born one dark night in the Jersey Pines
She claims that when he arrived, he began to bark and whine

I always hated the fact that Mother would make me Baby Sit
Every time he snuck out of the house, our neighbors had a fit

So one day so very long ago now, I decided to run away from home
I ran to the deep dark peaceful northern woods, a place I love to roam

I still talk to my devilish old brother once in a while, but he still likes to whine
He’s getting too old to hunt now, so he asks me to send him food all the time

So Brother, For Your Birthday I’ve made your favorite dish – Road Kill Stew
Just Look for The Fed-Ex Truck Today, and Happy 300th Birthday, To You!

PS: Perhaps You Should Invite Our Old Cousin Cur Over For Dinner Tonight,
But Please Behave and Don’t Drool On His Food, Or There’ll Be Another Fight

Your Loving Brother,
Old Pee Wee Wolfman Ed