A Cellarful of Nose - Future Shoes

ones. I was very depressed when they came into my life, but they
lifted me out of it with their joy.
I gave one away. I can't remember his name. And Che went
back to live with Worth, until one day he saw a rabbit by Lake
Calhoun, jumped out the car window and was never seen again.
Only Çasi stayed with me.
I remember defying the local leash laws. I never used one,
because I knew Çasi would never bite or jump on anyone. I
wanted her to be free as a country dog, even in the ghetto where
we lived. Before Che left I tried adding a doggie entrance to the
apartment door, so they could get in and out at night. I took the
door down, cut out a square, and screwed in two two-way hinges.
When I tried to rehang the door I saw I had put the dog portal on
the top half of the door, not the bottom. The two dogs and I stared
in perplexity at my handiwork. I latched the piece back onto the
door and from then on just left the door unlocked. But they just
ran down to the boiler room and squatted on the cement floor.
I didn't want Çasi to have a litter her first heat, because her
mom had been a poor mother. But one day I was watering the
garden, and I looked over, and this scruffy white dog was already
climbing onto her. I cried out no, no, and I came over and tried to
pull him off, but it was too late. I guess there's some sort of bulb
in the boy dog's penis that swells, and keeps them attached to the
end. But I didn't know that then, and I was pulling on the dog's
head, turning the hose on them, and finally verbally imploring
them to stop -- they looked sheepishly at me, but they didn't stop.
So when the landlord discovered the basement and all the
dog poop and had us evicted, Çasi was already heavy with
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