My adopted father always had a mild belief in reincarnation; and passed away last March.

Before his death, I became aware that my father was not the sharpest knife in the scholastic drawer, he had to work extra hard in high school just to make a passing grade. In short, he was sort of dumb. Humorously considered, a very mild man who never really cared for debate, politics, or any real hard thoughts.

After feeding the fish, my chore being done, I walked into the back room, an enclosed patio, protected from the wind, rain and hot sun.

After lighting up my smoke and sitting in my chair, I glanced up to the weight set and look who sat there!

The dumbest, most mild of all Gods creatures, a juvenile Turtle Dove!

Astonished at the mornings results I exclaimed to the new guest, "Richard has come home to roost! Lets make you a soft safe nest."

Yank My Doodle, It's a Dandy!