September 1988

First things first, it has been about 19 years since one of the most memorable months of my life which was September of 1988.
Not only did my Brother get married in New Carollton (second most fun wedding ever), and my Pinto was stolen during the day from Oxon Hill but also my Standard Poodle Noel left us.

As I was at cross country when it all went down, I never saw her and part of me thinks she told my parents that she had other places to go and she on occasion checks in with me.
I wonder about where she came from. She had the same collar the whole time. Whenever I see a standard Poodle they know about Noel. Before Noel I did not like dogs. I would have been one of those horrible anti-dog people that are well anti-dog and are no good. I wonder if Noel had not shown up would there have been a Cosmo? a Sophie? a Stelly? a successful pet plate?

Thinking back on the wide variety of passengers the Red Ford Pinto had that month from my Dad, both of my Grandmothers,  Me, my knucklehead friends and the band of thieves. Luckily I solved the mystery.


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