“When riches take wings and reputation fall to pieces, he is as constant in his love as the sun in its journey through the heavens.”
by chuckofish
Well, it’s Tuesday night and mid-MO is in the midst of another will-it-won’t-it Winter Storm. I left work at noon to run to Schnucks to restock my wine and chips because of course the predictions that previously called for winter weather Wednesday/Thursday shifted it to Tuesday/Wednesday this morning. I should never have less than a bottle in stock the way this winter is progressing.
As I’ve mentioned, one of the best things about my job is getting to see small Missouri towns and learning about what is important to the people who reside in them, the history of those towns, and the sometimes bizarre stories that become town and state lore.

It was a brisk day.
Last week, I travelled to Warrensburg, home of the University of Central Missouri Mules. This was a work trip and we had glam box lunches in a board room so we didn’t get to partake of the local dining in the town square. No palonzas for us in Warrensburg. However, our host insisted we make a pit stop to see the statue of Old Drum, Missouri’s Historical Dog.
Old Drum was a good dog who was shot by a neighbor angry about his dead sheep. A famous lawsuit and speech ensued, going all the way to the Missouri Supreme Court. I’m definitely not a dog person, and speeches like this make me want to roll my eyes, but I did like the statue.
I hope you click on that link and read the dramatic tale that is truly a story of love, betrayal, and revenge. Also, the drama did not begin and end with the dog–please also note that the lawyer who made the tear-jerker, made for tv movie speech about the dog, left Missouri to support the CONFEDERACY. You can not make this stuff up.
It could be a Reba McIntire song. That was the night the lights went out in MISSOURI.

Any excuse for a Sugarbaker Woman gif.
