A FRIEND FOR SABBATH
The goldfish bowl teetered when Sabbath, a giant black Newfoundland, slammed into the table. His paws found no grip on the hardwood floors. Water from the bowl sloshed up and out, but the bowl settled, the fish safe. Sabbath pulled long scratches into the floor with his nails as he launched in the other direction, determined to catch his new friend. Foamy drool dripped from his tongue as he barreled across the room after him, but Sabbath crashed into the leather sofa as the Chihuahua jumped up. The Chihuahua smiled as he rode the couch across the room.