Whenever I read Saint-Exupery’s The Little Prince (which I do, compulsively), I think of my dog Addy when I read this part:

“Nothing’s perfect,” sighed the fox. “My life is monotonous. I hunt chickens; people hunt me. All chickens are just alike, and all men are just alike. So I’m rather bored. But if you tame me, my life will be filled with sunshine. I’ll know the sound of footsteps that will be different from all the rest. Other footsteps send me back underground. Yours will call me out of my burrow like music. And then, look! You see the wheat fields over there? I don’t eat bread. For me, wheat is no use whatever. Wheat fields say nothing to me. Which is sad. But you have hair the color of gold. So it will be wonderful, once you’ve tamed me! The wheat, which is golden, will remind me of you. And I’ll love the sound of the wind in the wheat…”

To other dogs, I’m just a strange girl. And to other people, Addy is just a hairy poop machine. But he’s my poop machine. And I can’t wait to see him again in a few weeks.

P.S I also feel the same way about the rest of my family and friends. You guys give the world its value.

Legal disclaimer: The opinions of this post are solely those of Jasmine Dao, not Addy’s. Whether Jasmine truly fills Addy’s life with sunshine is unknown.

Published in: on May 13, 2009 at 5:54 am  Comments (4)  

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  1. ahh how sweet! but i only remember the drunkard from ‘la petit prince’ from french class…

  2. Aww. I wonder how Moira feels about me…

    • she probably thinks of you and Evan as the household help.

      • :-( You’re probably right.

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