"Great! Thank you. Tuesday next week, 9.30 here in the canteen?"He went on to make the same offer to the Loughborough students, who also agreed.The te... of us had a quick discussion once he had gone as to how we were going to divide up the bedrooms. By popular consent (their proposal), the girls were elected to make the decisions, while we blokes went back for another couple of hours work. As we left the canteen, I noticed Julie collecting a milk crate from Mavis; it was piled high with a couple. We were in accord -- Walker and Pilar would be responsible trustees.The search began. Walker was adamant, “No puppy mills.” Agreed. Vanessa and I drove them around to shelters, rescue operations, owners who had changed their minds.The winner was a lucky little guy. Plump, all paws and ears and soulful eyes. A Border Collie. Smart little guy too. Playful. And hungry for affection. Borders need a lot of attention, but that’s what they make kids for.Hobo had an accident now and then. After time,. Freckles, on her face and chest. A small pot belly and maybe her ass was nice when she was younger. I think she was in her mid fifties. We had moved every year for the last six years. Some schools placed me in honors classes and others placed me in with the slow k**s where I was bored to death. That moving around a lot and being in a different school every year is why I was eighteen and still had a year of school left. Mrs. Farr taught the slow k**s. This was 1980, things were different then. . He smiled innocently and said, “We got lucky. They’re knocked out. For now.” “How old are they?” He didn’t look like he wanted to talk about that. But he told me. And I said, “Busy, busy, busy, right?” “Absolutely right,” he said. And I said, “Well, I’d better let you get some rest then!” And I closed my eyes, but didn’t take his “entertainment” away. In fact, I was wide awake. Which is why I took a sneaky peek a few minutes later and saw movement under that blanket. And felt a small ache.