“I dreamed of my dog. That is, the dog of my kid days. The dog of my life. The president was then Mr. Taft, so we called the pup Taffy. Mother gave it to us both on Christmas Day. A round furred bundle of black and white. He was just about everything. A little spitz, a dash of Eskimo, and a touch of collie; with brains and guts and a love for me that was eternal.” -
William A. Wellman, “A Short Time for Insanity”