Four years later,  Another beginning but how long this time?  We're running out of scene changes.  Same old but the dog is new.  Rorschach-colored, Holsteinish. 90 percet border collie. 10 percent crowd funded.  Chuck a ball into deep space, sometimes he'll catch it, otherwise, on the bounce and a then a long high jump, land, look around, as if to say, "did you see that? Am I awesome or what?" You are, roars the crowd. Meanwhile, I poop up the shit and we go on. The dog motors on, we exchange places, i sniff, he shuffles, he looks badly old all of a sudden, not PD but like it. He doesn't look good, everybody says that, thinks that.  And all the while i'm thinking where's Barbara. Will anybody throw the fucking ball!