My favorite TV shows were pre-empted by a basketball game, so I was idly flipping through the channels when I landed on the Animal Planet network. It was a show where one of the "animal cops" was describing her most memorable rescues. One of them was a beautiful doxie, who had been abused by his owner. The "owner" had hit him in the head with a baseball bat to make him meaner. The doxie was named "Pepperoni." He was adopted and is living his life well-cared-for and happy.
So, whoever adopted Pepperoni, I want to say Bless You, and thanks for ending my Ash Wednesday on an uplifting memory.
I also seen the same episode with Pepperoni!
I'm a firm believer that all the good you do in life and all the bad you do in life come back to you, in this life or the next. I wouldn't want to be the guy with the baseball bat when it his time for a reckoning comes!