Your Sunday Photo
O.K. It's not a poem, but you must admit, The Mighty Finn McCool is a bit of poetry in motion. Except greyhounds are notoriously thin-skinned (all the better to throw off the massive heat generated by their incredible bursts of speed) and are constantly crashing into things in their robust enthusiasm to be MeFirst!MeFirst!MeFirst. So Finn -- again -- somehow managed to slash the skin over his ribs (Dr. Truax, Finn's vet, loves me. Finn's put his kids through college.), but instead of wearing his (too warm) red Applebee's polo-shirt while healing, I found this swell basketball tank top at Big Five, on sale for. . . a big $5. Sorta looks like a racing vest. Pretty spiffy. You go, Finn!