There was a handyman who had a dog called ‘Mace’ that thought he was part horse as he had the peculiar habit of eating grass… he was just as good, if not better than a lawnmower! … … Anyway, one day, the handyman lost his wrench in the tall grass around where he was working and try as he might he couldn’t find it. As it was getting dark he gave up for the night. The next day when he went outside, he saw that Mace, his dog, had eaten all the grass around where he had been working, and his wrench was now in clear sight! Going over to pick it up, he called the dog over to him, petted him and said, “A grazing Mace, how sweet the hound, that saved a wrench for me.”
There was a handyman who had a dog called ‘Mace’ that thought he was part horse as he had the peculiar habit of eating grass… he was just as good, if not better than a lawnmower! …
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Anyway, one day, the handyman lost his wrench in the tall grass around where he was working and try as he might he couldn’t find it. As it was getting dark he gave up for the night. The next day when he went outside, he saw that Mace, his dog, had eaten all the grass around where he had been working, and his wrench was now in clear sight!
Going over to pick it up, he called the dog over to him, petted him and said, “A grazing Mace, how sweet the hound, that saved a wrench for me.”