"he was a dog, not a man, but an animal, and in time he would be my friend, filling my skull with pride and fun and nonsense. he was closer to god than i would ever be, he could neither read nor write, and that was good too. he was a misfit and i was a misfit. i would fight and lose, and he would fight and win. the haughty great danes, the proud german shepherds, he would kick the shit out of them all, and fuck them too, and i would have my kicks."