The Egg and Dum-Dum

My Old Cabin

My Old Cabin

I’ll never forget Dum-Dum and eggs. He used to grab any egg he found and run with it to eat when he knew we couldn’t get it first. He preferred them boiled, but raw was fine, also.
I found a dozen eggs pushed back in a cabinet at the cabin that had been there many months so set the carton out to carefully dispose of when he saw it. He sneaked the lid up and carefully picked up one egg and ran with it. He was gone a long time, then came back and carefully picked up another egg, went just out of the cabin and started digging a huge hole, dropped the egg into it and did the same with each of the remaining eggs. He never touched another egg.

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