“Horsefly’s in the car so I can’t stay long,” Charlie told me as he vigorously walked to the front door of my house with arms full of various things. Into the warm light from out of the dark cold. “I promise to spend some time with you and Maggie tomorrow.”
Charlie brought a big bag just filled with culinary oddities and other assorted gifts. We had 8 regular canned Cokes, 2 packs of Doral light cigarettes, 1 Big Mac and fries, and a gigantic cup of sweet tea on ice. Charlie then checked his mail and heartily guffawed when the AARP sent Horsefly some mail, and then he was on his way. I was hoping he would stay awhile. I just wanted to shoot the shit with a fellow crass male for a few – dispel this doom and gloom I was feeling about to overcome me. Maggie receives the Happy Dawg Award for giving Charlie one of his best Maggie greetings yet, though. I about couldn’t hold her excited self inside as she chomped at the bit to get away from me and to go meet Charlie at the door.
“I loved the shirt you got me for Christmas,” I told Charlie before he left. “It goes great with my leather coat.”
“I thought you would like that,” Charlie replied, looking proud of himself. “I looked at it in Dillard's and it had your name written all over it. I am going to buy you some more in the next weekend or so. I am going to get your father some as well.”
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Dogs are the greatest.
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