Last Laugh //
Margaret Cho muses about life on location without the patter of four-legged feet around the house.
the side of the bed, anticipating a wet snout waiting to be petted, let out, fed. When I am out on the town, I still come home within two and a half hours, to let the dogs out. Then I get home and realize there are no dogs to let out. So I go out again. When people make plans to come over, I still think, am I going to stop my dogs fom jumping on them or running out in the Then I I am dogless. But But there are some drawbacks. only temporary doglessness. I One is that I had to leave will go home to visit. My dogs will beautiful, glorious Los Angeles, jump all over me and smell all the which ironically is show mysterious smells and love relocate to a very me like I never lef. This kind of tiny town in Georgia. I like Georgia, doglessness is curable. This kind is and I like where I live, but the main remedied by going home. problem is that, well, I am dogless The other kind of doglessness here. And I am a dog person. A as easily cured. I experienced jor dogizer. If a dog walks past me on this in July when my dog, the the street, it will never fail to turn dog love of my life, my big boy my head. I come home smelling of Ralph, died. He died the same day as other dogs all the time. My own Michael Jackson, and so his passing, dogs complain as they like was eclipsed by all my arms and legs for proof the press. Even though he was not of my dog dalliances. If dogs wore the King of Pop, he was the King lipstick, my collar would be covered of Dogs in my estimation, and I with kisses. grieved for him as woefully as evAre you getting the picture here? eryone else did for Michael Jackson. I just love dogs. Especially my own. Although I love my other dogs as And now I am away fom them. much as anyone or anything can I can picture them in my mind, be loved, they are still dogs. Ralph looking out the window, covering was my DOG. He was older, wiser, I come home smelling of other dogs the glass with tiny wet nose prints, bigger, my real true best fiend. My wondering when I will be back. other dogs would jump and nip and all the time. If dogs wore lipstick, my I know dogs sense the paschew inappropriate things, and Ralph collar would be covered with kisses. sage of time, so when I do return would look at me as if to say, am home, they have not with My medium dog, my absence as keenly as I have longed for them. Bronwyn, would track mud in the house and Ralph would My husband takes care of them, and I hope he roll his eyes at her. My tiny Chihuahua, Gudrun, would read this, because I have to say that I miss my dogs beg for food at the table, and Ralph would look at me like, even more than my dear mate. Afer all, I can talk to him! I dogs! I cannot believe can e-mail him! I can text him! My dogs like that. They When Ralph died, I felt great sadness, because I thought will run fom the outstretched phone with my mysterious that he was not there anymore. But now I see that he is evdisembodied voice screeching, girls! Good erywhere. He will always be with me in my heart. So I am Although I am currently dogless, canine phantoms no longer dogless, really. I am dogful. // cling to me. I still open the font door of my Georgia home with great caution, as if an errant Chihuahua with a taste Comedian/actress Margaret Cho can be seen in Drop Dead Diva, for feedom will try to make a run for it through my legs. which will have its second-season premiere June on Lifetime. Her When I wake up in the morning, I still dangle my hand over new CD, Cho-Dependent, will be released later this summer.
Dogless in Georgia
got a job on this great TV show. I really love the job. I really love the TV show. really one of the best things you can do in show be on a TV basically you are paid to be someone else, and not just for the length of a movie, but for many, many hours, days and absolute feedom fom yourself for a good long time. I love this. pretending gone into overdrive. For a born liar like me, nothing better.
June 2010 deltaskymag.com
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