Abell adopted his dog Buddha from a shelter in New Orleans, and, though it’s far too obvious a writing “hook” for me to say this, that dog is Big and Easy, like the city he came from.
Sometimes we call him Big Butterscotch, other times Mister Wrinkles. Buddha knows we all are crazy in love with him and he doesn’t seem to care much what he’s called (“Just don’t call me Late for Dinner,” my grandfather would have said.) As an easygoing, down-South, warm weather fellow, mostly what Buddha seems to want from life is a spot of sunshine for his afternoon nap.
Buddha does love to eat however, so no, don’t call him late for dinner.
