Wednesday, August 10, 2005

 

"Dogs got personality. Personality goes a long way."

-- Jules (Samuel L. Jackson), Pulp Fiction

Reebok, my sister's dog, died Friday at the age of 12-and-a-half. Plagued with cataracts and hip dysplasia, he hadn't been doing too well for the last few months. The family took him to the coastal town of Rockport late last week and noticed his erratic pacing and quivering. They held him close, and quietly -- with just a tremble and a sigh -- he passed away, looking out at the water he loved.

At the family birthday dinner last weekend (my birthday was Saturday, Mom's was Sunday), we all shared happy memories of a dog who "got personality":


Comments:
Yes. But did Reebok get to keep the tennis ball? Who keeps a tennis ball on the dreser anyway?
 
I'll tell you who. Crazy people!
 
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