It’s Father’s Day, and that means difficulty shopping for a guy who has three of everything and still doesn’t know where anything is. It worsens when your dad’s birthday is the following Sunday. It’s a problem my sister and I face each year. I suggested a chicken this year. He had a hen that he adopted after she was continually pecked by the others due to her injured leg. It was a no-go on that one. He already has a dog who really isn’t keen on sharing. Besides, he doesn’t need another mouth to feed – not at soon-toturn 85. There’s nothing I ...