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I was born in the "year of the dog" (1958) . Therefore, I must admit that I am a dog. But I tend to believe that I retain the more noble of the cannine qualities. For example, I am loyal. Yep. Loyal, I'll say. Loyal to the point of abject stupidity!

And then there's that howling at the moon thing. And my admiration for Laurel and Hardy, and The Three Stooges. Oh, well.