Day 097f: A colorless canine Companion … (July 20, 2019)
And there, on the far outskirts of Hospital, I witnessed Wendy & William (mother & son) petting “Brutus” – possibly the saddest dog I had ever seen. The former pair chatted amicably with me for short while before departing, whereupon the latter decided that I needed to remain, repeatedly using his large morose body to overtly block my attempts at walking onward.
“What do you get when you cross an insomniac, an unwilling agnostic and a dyslexic? Someone who stays up all night torturing himself mentally over the question of whether or not there’s a dog.” ~ via David Foster Wallace
“If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they go instead.” ~ via Will Rogers
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