The Women And Dogs In My Life
January, 1985
I Have a Friend here in Mississippi, a flamboyant and intrepid soul in his early 30s, who was recently devastated because his girl and his dog ran away in the same week--separately and, we surmise, from different motives. Their names were Christie and Augie. "I loved them both!" he cried out in a grievous agony that began with the twin disappearances last spring and continued into the summer. "The same damned week--and the guilt I have to wrestle with over missing my dog more!&quo...
