I was, at the
time, in an Arizona restaurant, where I and a friend had stopped for
lunch on our cross country road - trip to bring her the dog that she had adopted from me - «Q.») I think that the woman who called me thought I had a van and went around picking up dogs that were no longer pleasing to their fickle
companions and somewhere a huge warehouse in which to keep them while, with my other hours, I found them suitable homes.