So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish...
14 years ago, in a rat-ass town in the middle of nowhere who's name has been lost to memory. I acquired a little beagle puppy, well actually my parents acquired it at my brother's insistence.
She was a hell of a hound, didn't ask for much. Just a pat on the head, well maybe you had no choice in the matter, as my dog was both cute and pushy.
A long time ago, she used to fetch garbage can lids and claimed all the furniture and beds as hers. If you wanted your pillow, then you had best be prepared to take it from a fat little dog who learned the art of passive resistance straight from Gandhi. You couldn't come to my house, and not pet the dog, as she was a people dog. Especially people with food...
Maxie, you'll be missed.
She was a hell of a hound, didn't ask for much. Just a pat on the head, well maybe you had no choice in the matter, as my dog was both cute and pushy.
A long time ago, she used to fetch garbage can lids and claimed all the furniture and beds as hers. If you wanted your pillow, then you had best be prepared to take it from a fat little dog who learned the art of passive resistance straight from Gandhi. You couldn't come to my house, and not pet the dog, as she was a people dog. Especially people with food...
Maxie, you'll be missed.