I was told I had just walked into doggy happy hour. It was just the greatest thing. The people who seemed to be connecting best were the people who had dogs between them.

He walked about a half hour, had his bath and is doing fine.

My doggy had to go.

They wanted to write a check, and I told them we don't take checks, and they just walked out that was basically it.

In their greatest hour of need, the world failed the people of Rwanda.

I was bummed, but I'm happy for him, ... I told him, 'I just want you to go where you're happy. Obviously, I want you to be here.' I thought he was pretty close to coming.