I am Dixie vom Wandersmann, named either after the first girl-friend of Elvis, or the music of the early jazz. Have a look into my Pages for more interesting readings, or browse my diary here and in the archives.

I talk to him when I’m lonesome like,
and I’m sure he understands.
When he looks at me so attentively,
and gently licks my hands;
Then he rubs his nose on my tailored clothes,
but I never say naught thereat,
For the good Lord knows I can buy more clothes,
but never a friend like that!