"A lot of bawling at our house."

It's nearly 40 years ago but I remember that sunny morning. I was hanging out laundry and the neighbor walked by pulling a wagon. The family dog was in the wagon and Lloyd was making the trip to the veterinarian's house a half-block away. He said to me, "There's a lot of bawling at our house."

I don't remember that they got another dog. We didn't when it was our turn. I guess I'll find out if James Lileks will.