The dog that funk built
Thursday, March 20th, 2008Editor’s note: This is actually a very old post, from around May of 2005 if I recall. I’m making it live now because it was too painful to make live before, but the attic needs to be swept out from time to time. I’m writing this even though Coco St. Coco doesn’t read my site that often. I don’t think he’s really feeling the whole blogging craze. I’m hoping that maybe they have internet cafes in doggy heaven and they don’t filter the websites of atheists.
I don’t know if this is an obituary. You’ve been gone for almost a week. You could come back but a part of me lost hope. I stopped leaving the back door open …