It was MLK day 9 yrs ago. Scarlett was roller skating at the park with a friend. I was sitting on a bench watching a 12 yr old or so boy dump a puppy. He ran back to a waiting car and a driver sped off. The pup was desperate to get in that car. I left the children and gave chase
when I finally caught up to him shivering and terrified under a woman's car I pulled him out. He felt most comfortable with Scarlett. Kirk was playing in a poker tournament and wouldn't come home til wee hours of the morning but had heard all about the new foundling. we tiptoed
to Scarlett's room and creaked open the door. From deep inside the dark room, and silhouetted by the moon, This traumatized warrior pup stood to protect his new girl with a deep "GRRRRRRRRRRR" Kirk's all, " I like him, he's protecting her." Kirk named him Dutch. A street name.
Scarlett and I "Dutchy McStuffin'd" it up. Happy Gotcha Day to our little food issuey monster. That you share your special day with Betty White doesn't even surprise me. We will hike with you, and get you special treats at the pet store. Enjoy your day.