Brace yourself.
ha ha ha ha ha ha
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Gilgamesh's mother was a Dalmatian and his father was a god. He is an athlete, a comedian, a quantum physicist, and is under consideration for both a Nobel Peace Prize and an Emmy Award. His current project is hacking into NASA while swimming the English Channel. He is prone to hyperbole. He is also starving to death and has never been given a treat in his whole life.
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If you'd like to enter the frenzied bidding war over the rights to his memoirs - which are engraved on stone tablets - email us at gilgablog (at) gmail (dot) com.
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If you don't know where the name Gilgamesh comes from, you should read this right away.
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Gilly came from the Thomas J. O'Connor Animal Control and Adoption Center when he was a 7 week old lump closely resembling a thoroughly-chewed kalamata olive pit. He was one of 10 puppies whose pregnant mother was tied to a lamp-post and abandoned. Please spay and neuter, and adopt homeless animals. And please: send shelter or rescue organizations money, volunteer, or call to see if there's anything else you can do. They need your help.
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“no-bones no-bones no-bones no-bones…” Brilliant.
When Kelsey figures out that Diane and I are leaving the house at the same time, he heaves a heavy sigh and does a slow to-the-gallows walk down the hall to the living room. There, he goes to the precise spot where his training crate was 14 years ago when he was a puppy, flops down on the floor with another heavy sigh, and resolutely will. not. look. at. us.
CRUEL CRUEL HUMAN
HEARTLESS PACK LEADER
WE SUFFER
YOU DON’T KNOW HOW WE SUFFER
That’s the refrain, all right. Just fewer syllables in actual use. As you remember, Kelsey sings it well: http://www.flickr.com/photos/sherwoodh/3047722874/
He’s just grand, that Kelsey.