I am really, really trying not to read the newspaper. I don't need it. I usually don't like it. Then there's a gem like this.
"Once, when Bob was leading him from an outdoor enclosure back to his cage in the house, Higgins exploded and the two got into a battle so ferocious that despite the steel mesh glove Bob was wearing, he screamed for Carlie to get his .22 rifle and put a bullet in Higgins’s head. She got Higgins a slice of raisin bread instead, quickly defusing the fight."
I, too, stop for raisin bread.