TOOTS OPLE
I have a dog. His name is Almond. When I come home after spending hours in torturous traffic, his tail wags away all the karmic evil in my world. He loves pillows and so he has his own, and he lies on it when we watch TV together. I can go on and on about my dog, and in my twilight years I shall endeavor to write my own bible about the virtues of a pet.