about 8 years ago, 2 nights before christmas, we had a particularly buggery foster, earl, who unbeknownst to us figured out how to open the latch on the gate to our fence. not only did he set himself free but, probably promising a sandwich, dragged garcia along with him. while out on our frantic & exhaustive search, dave & i ran into some neighborhood kids who had seen her not long before. one of the boys looked at us & said “i saw your dog – she looks like a monkey.” even in our panic we couldn’t help but laugh – if only that kid knew how many times he would be quoted throughout gar’s life. thankfully gar showed up on our doorstep very early the next morning and we had a very merry christmas that year.