My tough guy friend has a sinister secret. He’s actually a total softy and a puppy enthusiast. He was once brought to a complete halt as we passed a pet shop, a sea of tears poured from his eyes and quenched the undeniable thirst of the dehydrated puppies that dwelled within it’s confines. There makeshift paper beds were a little damp but you could tell from the sparkle in their eyes that they where happy to be at a level of maximum hydration once again.
Their gratitude would again be shown a month later through an unexpected meat hamper and platter of exotic cheeses (a common custom of thanks in puppy circles) sent to his home address. Signed with a golden paw print and a single puppy tear.
Happy Birthday Tim!