Several years ago when I
first began penning general columns for the Katy Times newspaper, the Kevin
Costner movie Dances With Wolves had just hit the big screen
and critics were oohing and aahing over it. After I did my first column
about Rusty and Smedley, my publisher, Ken Steger, suggested that maybe
I ought to consider giving my column a regular header if I intended to
market it to other papers, kind of like Dear Abby. While we never did get
around to the marketing, the idea suggested by our classified manager,
Karen, stuck: Dances With Chihuahuas. Over the years I found
myself writing about my mutts more and more because I realized that, like
Costner's movie character and wolves, you become more and more like your
pets with every passing day.
I'll continue to add more
as time goes on. |
