It was an extra ordinary day. A day whose

It was an extra ordinary day. A day whose events would become infamous. Charles arrived at his office in Normal, Indiana to find that his suspicions

were confirmed. Nothing at all in Normal was normal. Charles tread carefully through his neat office. Why was everything in its place? And why was his assistant, Ms. Snidely, weari

some as ever chewing gum & tapping his vinyl desk pad? Ms.Snidley was symptomatic of what was wrong with Normal. So predictable. Why did he ever leave Lake Wobegon? But today would

be filled with shattered promises of entertainment as Garrison Keillor hogged the spotlight as Guy Noir. But this would be different. Keillor's scathing attacks on the Lutheran Ch

ihuahua Liberation Front quadrupled, nay quintupled during his next broadcast. Americans at last woke up to the plight of Lutheran Chihuahuas and the donations started to pour in.

The chihuahuas' demands were myriad but boiled down to 3 fundamental principles. 1. No handbags. 2. Meat and lots of it. 3. No dressing up. The Lutheran Chihuahuas' belief in prede

ciding on lunch locations at least one week in advance. Per principle 2, and to some extent 3, most lunches were scheduled at delis. Olivia, chihuahua numero uno, dominated the

Eating contest. She liked the meat stew her owner made once a week. It had the best beef or chicken available, with home grown tomatoes. She ate the meat first, of course. Then

-after her owner had delighted her with a little musical number-she would finish the tomatoes.Depending on her schedule,she would then pursue either physical or cultural activities