"This deck of cards is a little frayed around the edges, but so am I, and I've got fewer suits." -Manny Calavera
Meche, who is curled up in my lap as I type this, is the new best friend Kiyash and I made last night. We named her Meche after a certain noirish heroine from one of the greatest games of all time. After a fall of playing with the dead, it seemed appropriate to name our new love for a character inspired by El Dia de Los Muertos. Also, Kiyash and I spent one of the first months we were dating (back in 2000) holed up in my Upper West Side apartment playing the game. It was the perfect way to bond and get to know each other.
"Love is for the living." -Manny, again
Meche is 11 weeks old, born just a few days before Kiyash and I eloped to City Hall. She is a purebred Shetland Sheepdog who seems to have gotten (maybe) a bit too much of the blue merle gene. She has a very unusual amount of white fur, a half-pink/half-black nose, and one blue eye and one brown eye. She looks just like a panda from the front and just like a kitty from behind. I've never seen a sheltie that looked like this sweet girl before.
She is incredibly sweet, trusting and calm. She slept quietly and peacefully all through the night in her crate, and this morning woke up excited to play with us. We love her so much and are so happy our new lease allows us to have a friend like Meche!
With bony hands I hold my partner/ On soulless feet we cross the floor/ The music stops as if to answer/ An empty knocking at the door/ It seems his skin was sweet as mango/ When last I held him to my breast/ But now we dance this grim fandango/ And will for years before we rest.