- (That’s a mighty big sandwich for a Boston terrier. Do you think he knows he’s got that bow tie on?)
- A: She lies awake at night wondering if there really is a dog. Or, in my case, she gets up in the middle of the night and semi-sleep walks to the kitchen, fixes a sandwich and chews it slowly in the dark, thinking that if there were a god she would be less worried about the afterlife and sleep better. But my demons fall into the OCD, atheistic, insomniac sphere. So all bets are off on the God thing.
- I read in the NY Times food section (August 22, 2007) that, “food and the environment is the civil rights movement for people under the age of 40,” and that folks are “farming for the soul”, in other words, in the name of God.
On the second day God created the dog. God said, “Sit all day by the door of your house and bark at anyone who comes in or walks past. I will give you a life span of twenty years.” The dog said, “That’s too long to be barking. Give me ten years and I’ll give you back the other ten” So God agreed.
The Lunch Encounter 
I have the perfect girl for him! Here’s a link of her dinning in Paris: http://ilovebellarue.wordpress.com/paris-reviews/le-procope/
She IS the perfect girl! A match made in heaven:)