December 10, 2006
Sunday In LA After A Full Night Of Rain
I wish the Irish Wolfhound belonged to me but then I couldn't actually afford to feed him.
Taking him on hikes is treat, however it does create a lot of conversation and excited exclamations about his size and beauty. That's all good - you get what you get paid for. I hear "big as a horse" about fifteen times on a single hike but I took offense yesterday on behalf of Max when an actressy twenty-something said, "He looks like an elephant!" Maybe she's never actually seen an elephant.
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