A Dog Called America

A Dog Called America. When sailing from Huston, Texas, to Aruba we had an unwanted guest on board, a big friendly dog, the captain called shore and It turned out it belonged to the coast guard. And since we had a small terrier *****, this was a love story gone eschew. The dog, it really was huge, maybe a St Bernard breed settled in my cabin, this I think because it assumed, since I was the cook, thus must be the pack leader. Days later when the ship docked in Aruba, a man from the consulate came and took the dog ashore. We were sorry to see this gentle giant leave us …. Yes, we called him America.