Eating crow is better with pepper

Here I am, humbly eating my crow. Yep, I did it again!

Last week I wrote a column about a mysterious electric toothbrush that had been living at my house for a few weeks. Checking all my sources, I decided it belong to my grandson, Mason. Mason and Tarra were here a couple of weeks ago and I reminded Mason to take it home. That’s when he announced to me that it wasn’t his.