October 18, 2002
The beagle has landed.
Well, not a beagle exactly. More like a Whippet. In fact, just like a Whippet. A three quarter size version of a greyhound. A type of dog that was apparently bred by crossing a hybrid of a fox-terrier and a full-sized greyhound with one of those fit-in-your-glovebox style Italian greyhounds. Interesting, no? At any rate, yesterday our household officially became home to a four-legged, tail-wagging friend with all the sundry accoutrements. As for personalized nomenclature, are currently seeing how the name Indigo fits. We’ve been calling him Indy for short and “Hey you, don’t pee on my foot…” for special occasions. My wife and I have determined that he must be part cat as well, since he loves to curl up in your lap, nuzzle into your arm, and fall asleep — just like that. Not that any cat would ever admit to nuzzling into any part of your body. I have also recently rediscovered that the air is very fresh outside when you’re watering the dog at five in the blessed morning. And yes, everyone was absolutely right when they told us that it’s just like having another baby in the house. Except this one is weaned. Pictures of the new family member will be forthcoming. Wish us luck.
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