This morning there was a package waiting for me at the local post office.

Being a very small town where everyone knows everyone the postal clerk hands me the package, grins and asks, "Rifle scope or another knife?"

Like a 10-year old on Christmas morning I savagely (yet carefully) rip open the package to find my beloved Dumpster Mutt is now sporting a gleaming and somewhat sinister-looking convex edge!

Sharp? Scary sharp and almost too pretty to use....almost.

Thank you again, Horn Dog. You ARE the Grindmaster!