We were saying goodbye to our son and his family, who were about to get into their car after a short visit. Taffy was running around, when he caught sight of someone hugging John. This was number one on the list of things humans were not permitted to do in Taffyworld. He came racing over, barking his head off and ran full tilt into the bottom corner of the open car door. That seemed odd, but to the extent we thought about it at all, we figured he had been so focused on reaching his idol and protecting him from all those pernicious hugs that he just hadn’t noticed the open door. Taffy was some sort of Corgi mix, and built low to the ground.
Taffy’s Eyes
