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He's extremely handy to have around, especially when it comes to cutting back thickets of dead honeysuckle that winter killed off. The dog worships the ground he walks on. He's more patient with the children than I am, doesn't steal my gummi candy (unlike others I could name), and makes killer coffee. Also, he makes me laugh, all the time.

There's just one thing. How can I convince him to lose that disgusting old cap? Answers on a postcard please.