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It's MUCH stranger than that. After the opening scene, it starts out with his lunatic father locking him into an outdoor dog pen with a bunch of dogs and leaving him there for what seemed like more than a year. Then he gets shot by his father, losing a finger and getting hit in the spine by the ricochet and gets paralyzed from the waist-down. Then the movie goes WAY off the rails. Loved it!
Every night. Ollie under the covers, curled up next to where I'll be. Sparky curled up next to where my feet will be. Peanut buried somewhere in his folded up duvet "bed" on the nightstand and chair next to the bed. After washing up and brushing my teeth, I slide into whatever space they have left over for me.
Looks like my last dog, Combo. He had mixed feelings about getting wet and he had webbed feet. Half wire haired pointer, half pig dog. You couldn't tell anyone he wasn't a wolf hound.
Happened to me, too, on the way to playing in a golf tournement. Something hit my side view mirror and then the side of my head. I instinctively reached for that spot on my head. It was a bumble bee and the bugger stung the palm of my hand. By the time I got to the tournement course, my left hand was super swollen. Gripping a club hurt like the dickens and I shot a terrible score. It was so painful, I didn't even have time to be embarrassed by my lousy play, so I guess that was the silver lining.
