'They look too exciting for so early in the evening'.
Forever a Good Boy
‘Don’t point that thing at me!’ (Clearly, that’s what the dog intended to say, jerking his head sideways wildly each time I raised my phone.) This is how I met one of Pour Richard’s favorite dogs, the camera-shy puggle known as Mr Biggs or Biggsy. Biggs’ people-the Comeau family-sometimes brought their other dogs along, but more frequently took Biggs alone so he could be the standout star.
Biggs was an enthusiastic visitor, possibly because we spoiled him rotten with treats and butt scratches, but seriously: could YOU resist that face? Biggs was very handsome and he absolutely knew it. At events, he’d run up to people as if to say, ‘Excuse me, but you haven’t petted me yet, and that’s just not acceptable.’ When he wasn’t pressing the flesh, he’d hang out behind the counter, directly under the treats bowl, smiling expectantly. He was irresistible; many times, he waddled his little bubble butt through the door at the exact moment that a day needed brightening. Biggs was canine sunshine and a smile on (short) legs, so we were incredibly saddened to hear of his sudden and unexpected passing last week. I still can’t believe the little guy will never wiggle up to me again. And though the Comeaus have other dogs, I’m sure they are really missing his big personality.
But here’s the thing: I’m still so glad we got to know him, so glad the Comeaus shared their goofy boy with us all these years. Humans are social animals; we crave contact. The affection of a good dog is a blessing; Biggs was worth knowing.
As we finally begin the long, slow climb out of the pandemic, I’m finding such joy in renewed contacts. Smiling faces at a tasting, shared laughter among friends, the cheering crowd at a sporting event. And yes, the affection of a slightly pudgy camera-shy dog.
To Biggs: Forever a Good Boy.