Washaway’s proximity to the Indian Reservation makes it a July 4 destination for those seeking professional-grade explosives. As an alternative, I’ve been staying in the city. I spent ten days dog-sitting for my neighbors’ six Chihuahuas.
My neighbors do lots of funny yelling in the yard: “Have you got Understanding?”
Culture is a boy who likes to spend time alone. Understanding is a headstrong blond girl who I think is channeling Courtney Love. Knowledge is the perfect little girl to hang out in your purse. Wisdom, the underdog, is bigger and clumsier than the others and gets left out of puppy games. Wizzy is my prince.
My cat, Hugo Montenegro, would never abide a dog 1/3 his size.
Wisdom is totally impractical. That’s what I keep telling myself. I’m lobbying my neighbors to keep him, so I can live vicariously, but they are partial to Culture.
Besides, aren’t these guys pretty much the direct descendants of wolves?