February 16, 2016
While I was writing This is Not a Werewolf Story, Bingo was my inspiration for all things canine. He has limited use as a model for wolf-like behavior. He’s lacking that certain quality, that noble je ne sais quoi that I (mistakenly, no doubt) associate with predators. Maybe it’s just hard to romanticize an animal that eats the things I’ve seen Bingo eat. And yet I sincerely appreciate the fact that he’s the only creature in my care willing to clean up his own vomit.
Children love him. They yell “Puppy! Puppy!” when they see him and throw themselves at him with total disregard for the incredibly painful nature of skin grafts. I have good reflexes luckily. Most of the...
While I was writing This is Not a Werewolf Story, Bingo was my inspiration for all things canine. He has limited use as a model for wolf-like behavior. He’s lacking that certain quality, that noble je ne sais quoi that I (mistakenly, no doubt) associate with predators. Maybe it’s just hard to romanticize an animal that eats the things I’ve seen Bingo eat. And yet I sincerely appreciate the fact that he’s the only creature in my care willing to clean up his own vomit.
Children love him. They yell “Puppy! Puppy!” when they see him and throw themselves at him with total disregard for the incredibly painful nature of skin grafts. I have good reflexes luckily. Most of the...