Otto's Night Watch: 'Day of the Magnolia Blossom' ... Flashback Friday

“Why didn’t you?” I asked.

“A gorgeous redhead come into the shop, looking for a lost puppy. Normally, I would have told her to take the dog and get the hell out. But I remembered the words of the psychiatrist. He told me to be sympathetic towards living things. Well, this one was a living doll. How can you pick up a dog full of graphite and give it to a girl in a white dress? I yelled for an apprentice to wash the dog, but the kid was out to lunch. So I washed the dog myself, while the lady kept murmuring sweet nothings to the dog. I could feel the quick beating of the puppy’s heart. Mine was pumping kind of hard, too.