OK, this is shameless. I'll admit to that.

Here's the deal: I pride myself in shipping every CD sale within 24 hours after receipt of an order. This means that I have to drive to my local Post Office. This means that I have to take my dog along for the ride. As a dog lover you know that. This also means that no matter what the weather is, cold or hot, snow or rain, the window on her side must be lowered so that she can do that thing with her ears that dogs love so much.

Being a fairly large dog, I need to get the car up to 16.2 miles per hour or more in order for her ears to fly.

The distance to the Post Office is sufficient that I am able to attain that speed.

By ordering this CD you will be granting this gift to my dog. Is that an act of humanity, or what?

Look at this face:

(Drawing done by Scott Forsha.)

See those ears? You can make them fly! Sixteen point two miles per hour, that's all she wants.

Sheba, the pony that thinks she's a dog, thanks you.

(Yes, she really does cross her front legs. Sometimes right over left, othertimes left over right. The only dog Pen and I have ever had that has done that.)