Our first full day in Savannah. And already, we've learned some important things. First off, if you want to make friends, or in particular, attract members of the opposite sex, you needn't be concerned with your looks, personality, personal hygiene, ability to converse, or whether or not you're outgoing. No. All you need to do is get a Whippet and proudly walk him/her around town.
Yesterday, as we walked through the beautiful old-town Savannah, we were stopped countless times. And it wasn't because of our good looks, or because we were well bathed. Rather, it went along the lines of, "Oh, it's so cute. Is it a small Greyhound? Can I pet it?" Of course, they weren't talking about me. As we walked past cafes, young women melted, gently folded their hands over their heart, slightly tilted heads with their eyes dreamily looking in the distance, "It's cute, is it a small Greyhound?" An older lady in a wheel chair asked if she could take a picture. And then, shyly, asked whether she could pet her. A studly young man, head shaved and in form-fitting, modern-shaped, dark sunglasses asked
abruptly whether he could admire the Whippet. And then kept stroking her behind, which made me a bit uncomfortable.The other thing we learned is that Miles' father is the evil scientist on the island.
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