Post Card 2

Another post card I once wrote.

In the later part of his life, Frank Schmidt took up the guitar, dog psychology, and cooking. He preformed wonderfully in each. One day at his lake a little girl asked me to make believe that she was a puppy, and to order me to sic her brother. I obliged, and shortly thereafter Jake the dog jumped in after us. Frank said he wanted attention, and so we gave it to him, and let him play our game.