Wednesday, March 03, 2004
Tonight on my way home I was startled to see a car draw up alongside me with a beautiful Afghan hound leaning out the back window. (With his ears flopped back behind him, I thought for a moment I was looking at Jar Jar Binks. I blame this on my hallucinatory post-call state.) He looked to be having a wonderful time. I tried to keep up with his driver, but unfortunately lost him.
This dog had a sense of dignity. Unlike many dogs in cars, he wasn't hurling himself hysterically around the back seat; he simply wanted to see what was going on. He was eyeing the traffic with almost scientific interest.
I want a dog. Damn, do I want a dog.