I’m not sure why this song reminds me of me and the lawn man, but it does. Lately I have been feeling as if I should be inviting him to family picnics or weekend jaunts to go fishing.

It’s literally as if he has squatted his way into our family and like a stray pet, he’s ours.

Not only does he bury our beloved dead pets, but he informs company where they are supposed to park, takes charge of removing our trash for trash day, plays with the dog in the yard as she smokes his fifth pack, washes our pool furniture and fixes the broken bird houses.

He is the true definition of a plus one.