“His name was King. He had a horse. Along the countryside. I saw him ride. He had a gun. I knew him well. And when he shot, Oh that man. He never missed…”
A dog doesn’t care if your rich or poor, clever or dull, smart or dumb. Give him your heart and he’ll give you his.
Two households, both alike in dignity, in fair Verona, where we lay our scene. From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes, a pair of star-crossed lovers take their life.
-Romeo and Juliet (1996)