Kickass and the granddaughter talk

Kickass, the doorstop dog, may have slept through part of it, but the keeper certainly didn’t because it was one of those rare and incredibly precious occasions when he and granddaughter Sarah—just the two of them, talked far into the night about everything.

It was reinforcement of a special bonding of gender and generations that doesn’t happen often enough, and the keeper came away feeling a little like a king who had shared the inner workings of his kingdom with a very special princess.

So it went on late, past the keeper’s chicken-like bedtime, and when his head hit the pillow it was stuffed with such a rare blend of wonder and love that he fell asleep like a puppy full of warm milk.