“Here’s a story,” Bernie says, gazing at the computer screen. There’s been a bit too much of that lately, just my opinion. “This Saint Bernard, somewhere near Boston, I think, got abandoned and lived off the land for a while. When the police found him he’d forgotten lots of dog things.”
“For example,” Bernie says, “he seemed to be unfamiliar with dog toys – if you threw a ball he just stood there.”
So? I’ve done that once or twice – kind of a trick of my own that I sometimes play on humans. Never Bernie, of course.
“Now he’s living with a nice family west of Boston,” Bernie says. “They call him Oscar. Good name! Here’s to happy endings.”
And why not happy starts, too? And also happy in-betweens.
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