Walking into the office I was stopped twice: once by a woman with a dog
who loved Chompsky’s look and once by a streetcar driver who literally
stopped his car in the middle of the road while turning and shouted out
“Excuse me! I hope I’m not bothering you. What breed is that?”
Everyone loves Chompsky!
Except Mally!
At the office the other dog, Mally, tried to eat Chompsky’s bone and is
on a special diet, so we took it away from him. Then Mally got angry
and kind of fought Chompsky for a second or two, but now Mally is being
told to sit and stay and Chompsky is staying on his mat. They’re still
getting used to each other!
