While on vacation, my grandson Sebastian found a friend in a shaggy old dog who hadn’t had a bath in a very long time, but that didn’t matter one bit to him. (Sebastian is very much his mother’s son!) He and Doc were instant pals regardless of the pooch’s lack of hygiene.
When we were told the dog’s name was Doc, I thought of a physician, but six year old Sebastian clarified that immediately. “Mammy,” he said, “his name is that because he lives here on the dock.” (We were about to board a boat to tour the Atchafalaya Basin).I was impressed by Sebastian’s logic and his love!