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April 2011


my (our) books

Fool for Love When You Don't See Me

Someone Like You I'm Your Man

He's The One It Had To Be You

The Mammoth Book of New Gay Erotica Best Gay Erotica 2007

Best Gay Love Stories: New York City Best Gay Love Stories 2005

Three Fortunes In One Cookie The Deal


If you have any of the above books and would like them signed, mail them to:

P.O. Box 131845, Houston, TX., 77219.

Please include three dollars for return postage.

Send email to timothyjlambert@gmail.com

Warning: This blog may contain homosexuals which in the states of California and Maine have been alleged to destroy the sanctity of marriage. Read at your own risk.


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Scout's Honor Rescue is an all-breed, no-kill, Not-For-Profit 501(c)(3) animal rescue organization committed to bringing courage, character and compassion to Houston's homeless pet population and making a positive difference in the lives of these stray and abandoned animals and the Houston community as a whole. 100% of every dollar donated goes directly to saving the life of a homeless animal.

Scouts Honor Rescue Inc.

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the miracle

Last Thursday I received an email newsletter from Scout's Honor that included information about EZ to let people know that she's doing a lot better. It mentioned me and that I've been blogging about her, and quoted this entire entry. There was information about how to donate for EZ and the other animals being fostered by Scout's Honor and I wished there was a Sally Struthers-like line at the end that said For just five cents a day you can help a dog like EZ poop again.

However, she's pooping now. (But donate anyway!) A few days ago I opened the door and let her outside. We stood in the driveway and she looked up at me, as if to say, Now what? Aren't you going to carry me? I pointed toward the front lawns and said, "Go. Do your thing." She grinned, Joker style, and "ran" down the driveway. She peed on a spider plant, pooped on an asparagus fern, and came "running" back, very proud of herself. The clouds in the sky parted and a host of angels sang, while a small tear fell from my eye, cascaded down my cheek and fell silently on EZ's head. I fell to my knees and hugged her, and then we went back inside so she could have a biscuit and I could put some peroxide on my scraped up knees.

Last Friday we went to the vet and she had the staples removed from her hip and the cast on her front leg was replaced. She's not walking on her back leg yet, but she's become very adept at hopping around on one back leg. It's kind of funny to watch. Maybe I'll make a video of it and post it soon.