Of All The Gin Joints In All The World She Walks Into Mine

http://boknowsonline.com/2007/09/08/of-all-the-gin-joints-in-all-the-world-she-walks-into-mine/ ^

[fings]

We met back in the early 90’s, December of ‘92 to be exact. I just had a major blowout with my first, somewhat dysfunctional family and decided that it was best for all if I just left. My foster dad gave me a ride to nowhere that ended up at a boarding house in Albany, NY. The place was great, warm with plenty of company, and their cheesy poof biscuits were to die for. On the downside, it was loud and smelly, not unlike me.

Even a lowly pug could smell her coming from miles away. It was Monday, as I recall, and the bells on the door jingled to announce her arrival. She was a beautiful blonde with a quick smile and a big heart. We’d seen this type before; they usually left with one of the pure bred puppies, but something was different about this one. My instincts told me that any canine would be darn lucky to go home with a dame like her, so I made it my top priority to be that hound.

She wandered back to where we lived. Frankly, I was a bit embarrassed about the condition of the place. Some of my cage mates were not very clean and some even took to pooping where they ate. My next cage neighbor’s lack of etiquette was particularly noteworthy as he took to eating kitty snickers (that’s slang for cat poo in the big house) openly. Sure they taste good, but you’re not getting adopted

[avacado]

Great story!!!!

[fings]

Thanks! Keep checking back as we will have updates re: the release date of the book.

[avacado]

My ex-wife worked as a volunteer at an animal shelter. That’s where I got my mutt, Lucy, a Boston Terrier/Pug mix. Most clever and cute little thing in the world.

[fings]

You should post a picture of her.

[avacado]

I don’t have any online.