[queequeger]

Some variety of monster. The vet thinks that he has some collie blood, but as for the rest, no one's been able to more than guess. He was a stray that followed me home.

I was walking down Greene St and I turned around at one point to see this little mongrel right on my heel. I walked another block and he was still there. I'd stop and turn and he'd stare at me. Finally I took off running and he never faltered for a second, playing a little game I guess. So, when we got to my place I asked him if he'd like some food. He seemed interested.

I walked into the corner store, bought a can, and he was still outside just waiting patiently for 5 or 10 minutes. He followed me to my door, walked right in and ate the food. I've had him ever since. Aside from some initial flea problems, and a loathing for leashes, he's been great.