I haven’t written about the pups for a while. It strikes me that I’m overdue, not that they would notice.
Archive for October, 2007
Some of you who have checked in here for a while might remember my lager adventure last January. I had another brewing mishap this weekend. While the lager marathon went down in the cold, this time my friend Dave and I just did our Laurel and Hardy routine in the warmth of an October Sunday afternoon.
At first it was just puppies and kittens. They bounced off the pavement and ran down the gutters with a hissing sound. Then they grew bigger, tabbies and Pekinese, and wilder, Maine Coon and Schnauzers pouring down, and walking round a building I was hit with a gust of wind and doused with whippets, the sidewalk slick with slithering Russian Blue, Finnish Spitz, and then it all opened up, baying beagles and bloodhounds, I saw spots, a whole dizzying Disney-full of Dalmatians, and bent forward and surged on, howling like Yukon Huskies.