Once upon a time, on a rainy road on a rainy day, an author spotted a dog. The dog was big and white and all alone, and because the author was very kind, he stopped to help. He placed the very large dog in his very small car, and off they went together.
In the end, the dog and the author adopted each other, and the author named the dog "Cabal."
Not that he'll see this, but my sincerest condolences -- and my heart -- go out to Neil Gaiman following the loss of Cabal.
