The ultimate oxymoron: a caring agent.

I saw a “dog whisperer” on the local news, and arranged a 3-way meeting with his agent and a production company where I used to work.

After our long lunch, I let everyone know how impressed I was with their ideas.  (Because I’m scared of dogs, I didn’t take them up on their offer to visit the training facility where

he lives with the dogs and a supposedly friendly horse in his kitchen.)