Curtains De Vil
When Curtains bought a dog from one of our students most of us knew it was a classically bad idea. We even made a bet on how long it would take the woman who reels in disgust from the offer to touch our co-worker’s pregnant belly to kill the dog. Don’t worry, it’s still alive and well, but it’s no longer her property. It’s happily living with her boyfriend.
In a related story, Rodog channeling Grizzly Adams went up into his mountain village where he foraged for berries, worked on his tying knots, and built a fire using only tree bark and his glasses as a magnifying glass. He also found an abandoned dalmatian and hoped to find it a home. He asked if any of us were interested in the dog. Curtains half listening to half of the conversation joined in.
“Does someone own the dog?” she asked.
“No, it’s abandoned,” Rodog said, again.
“So it’s not anyone’s dog,” quizically, “but it’s still running around town. I don’t understand.”
I said to her, “You see Curtains, not everyone has a boyfriend to give their dogs to when they get tired of them.”