Just a dog? Rufus dreams of being a bear, and you want to shatter those dreams by saying he’s just a dog? What a horrible candle-snuffing word. That’s like saying, “He can’t climb that mountain, he’s just a man,” or “That’s not a diamond, it’s just a rock.” … Just.
Mom and I headed up the street, coupon in hand, for a matinee of Finding Neverland.
That was easily three dollars I was happy to part with.
I almost had to leave for fear I would have a stuttering outburst of loud uncontrollable sobs.
Next on my agenda is to follow-up on the story inspired by the life of James Barrie. I’ve half a mind to go up to Dayton and catch Cathy Rigby perform his most famous work. I dunno though… folks in tights sorta creep me out.