We have a great dog. I had a dream last night that made me laugh at my lofty opinion of him.
In my dream, Kevin and I lived in an apartment community. One day I was walking around outside and I found a little lost puppy that looked like a baby Pippin. On his collar I found 2 tags: one said the puppy's name, and the other had this inscription:
"This dog is believed to be the direct descendant of the original Pippin."
After talking to some neighbors, I realized that while Pippin had been sowing his wild oats among the neighborhood, his offspring had been so widely approved of that a new breed was born.
I would like to introduce to you... the Original Pippin: