Joe died today. Poor Joe. Poor old stupid Joe. He was so sweet. I never thought I would take to him because of Hannibal. But I did. Mama ran over him today. He had a bad habit of walking up the driveway in front of the car when you came in. I told him just last week that he was going to get his fat ass ran over. Of course, I never expected that. Well, as much as I hate to admit, I'm going to miss him.