Elvis enjoyed meeting strangers inside John Wayne Airport. His owner says he liked the attention.
He liked it a lot.
Elvis made us laugh when we wanted to cry. Without meaning to, he added levity to a somber occasion. He also reduced TSA agents to baby talk.
TSA agent: “Who has the shaky-shaky?!?!”
Elvis: (Shaky-shaky his hips)
TSA agent: “Who has the shaky-shaky?!?!”
Elvis: (Shaky-shaky his hips, jingles collar.)
That went on for about five minutes.
He offered unconditional comfort and support with every wag of his furry tail.
We said good-bye to my brother this weekend. He’s back on a mission that will make the world a better place.
Then he’ll come home. We’ll be here, with tails wagging.