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Adogs Life Troy Dyer

Adogs Life

Troy Dyer

Published November 4th 2016
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Conceived by the fireplace under a cloud of cigar smoke, inside the tranquil thoughts of a farm mother whose skilled fingers knit an infant’s winter smock, sprout a sentiment the dog was an angel, germinated the notion the dog was heaven sent.... MoreConceived by the fireplace under a cloud of cigar smoke, inside the tranquil thoughts of a farm mother whose skilled fingers knit an infant’s winter smock, sprout a sentiment the dog was an angel, germinated the notion the dog was heaven sent. Birthed only in a gentle whisper as she spoke to her crochet, reckon-so-ed by the lord of the cheroot, her utterance collared wings and spread through the county like the forecast of snow. For the Labrador was no stranger to those in need, whether in reality they needed his help or not, and I shall not refrain from mentioning his praiseworthy deeds, if I can but think of a few I can honestly pen without being unkind to the dog. And while not all sound reasoning was lost in his exaggerated heroics, even the most rational among men enjoyed having him around, if for nothing more than his company, to be entertained by his militant arrogance.Yes, the Labrador was given his own uncontested cot at the fire station, employed by the high sheriff to ride shotgun with his deputies on patrol, crowned mascot of the high school football team with real coon skin and tail, orated in the school auditorium by the principal in a lecture on ethics, honored on stage during a school play in which the fifth grade re-enacted his distinguished route of a mountain lion that terrorized the school playground and threatened to wipe the county clean of first and second graders. He was eulogized by both the liberal and conservative preacher from the pulpit on Sunday in sermons on Samaritans, those on four separate ministrations, summoned to a sideline huddle by the football coach during a pep talk on grit, twice summoned to the dug out by the Little League coach in calls to rally. The limit I am allotted for words would fail me, indeed my editor would slay me, were I to scribe all the honorary mentions he received over public address systems at events in which he did not participate or compete.