Kelly and Amy's oldest and most faithful friend, their boxer dog Scooby, died today. They are very upset, of course. Kelly got Scooby a looong time ago, before they were married, and he's been a great companion. I remember the first time Amy brought Kelly home from Lynchburg for a visit, and they brought Scooby. He was so young and lean and handsome and energetic, zipping around the yard and chasing the neighbor kids. Sorry that Mom and Dad made you sleep outside with the scary raccoons, Scooby.
I'm usually pretty cold and uncaring when it comes to animals, among other things, but this has got me down a bit. Or maybe it is just early onset Seasonal Affective Disorder. Scooby, by the way, is the one with the prodigious protruding genitalia who is not being abused in the photo above.
Goodbye, Scooby. You are loved, and will always be remembered.
Currently Watching:
Milk
SUMMERTIME
13 years ago
2 comments:
Bye Scooby. I never met you, and I'm not exactly a dog fan, but I can understand how sad your family is right now.
Ellie looks really cute in the picture.
How are you already watching Milk? It's not even out yet is it?
Milk has been in theaters here since last Wednesday. I'm sure it is taking the long Transamerica route through Philadelphia and over Brokeback Mountain on its journey to Chattanooga, though.
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