Legacy Writing 365:83

March 23 is National Puppy Day, when you’re reminded to “Adopt Instead of Shop.”

Thought I’d share a photo of my dogs Brutus and Hamlet (both gone long ago to the Rainbow Bridge).


My father was going to do a sketch from this photo but never got around to it. No matter how many times Brutus proved to himself that he couldn’t see out the dining room window, he never stopped trying. He never understood that he wasn’t the biggest dog in the house, either.

One time Lynne left a bag of groceries on a stool in my kitchen while we went out to run an errand. When we got home, the groceries were all over the kitchen and an entire box of croutons had been eaten, along with half a roll of toilet paper. I’m not saying Hamlet didn’t get in on the action, too, but only Brutus had crouton breath and a stomach so distended that he when he tried to jump up in a pose similar to the one in this photo, his front legs couldn’t make it more than a couple inches from the floor.

Silly dog.

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