Meet Philip Larkin.

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Philip Larkin
My little puppy. Photo: Me.


I found a photograph of a little doggie at a flea market. Wanna see him? Okay, here he is:

I got him for $25 dollars. As you can see, he was irresistible. The cock of the head, the sparkly eyes. He had to be mine. I thought for a second he might’ve been that famous 1930’s Hollywood dog, Asta. But he’s not. He’s just a little dog. What’s neat is that his picture was taken by a Chicago photography studio that no longer exists, somewhere up north. The name was stamped on the back. Abbot Photography, I think?

I spared no expense with the frame. I went to a trusted frame shop and did him right. I feel like I rescued him, which of course makes him “a rescue.” Now he’s home. He’s warm and dry, beloved and safe. Safe in the home of a woman who really needs him.

I named him after my favorite poet: Philip Larkin.

3 Responses

  1. Sarah
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    I just googled Philip Larkin (the poet, not the dog) and today happens to be his birthday. Nice timing!

    • Mary Fons
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      Really?? That’s amazing!!! Sarah, I didn’t know!

  2. Barb
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    I am 75 and love your blogs Is there a way the type could be darker. It is hard to read even with my glasses. Don’t mean to complain. Wondering if anybody else has trouble seeing it. Thank you

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