VAUGHT happens to be a dog. He just doesn’t know it. If he lived in the 1950’s he’d be the beatnik down the street. Cool. But, he gets his ass kicked because he sees himself as bigger than some of the other carbon life forms that venture onto Dad’s yard. In dog years, Vaught is at least as old as Dad. We fret more about Vaught dying than we do about Dad. Because Vaught is Dad’s favorite child.
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