Now, it's pretty well known that Hitler was a dog lover, and FDR, of course, had his Scottish Terrier, Fala. What if Fala was jealous of Hitler's dog, Blondi? What if Fala, in an attempt to win the psychological war, plotted to deprive Hitler of his beloved pet?
Once upon a time in a place called Brooklyn, there lives a dog named Scotty.
Scottie is the king of his domain – ten blocks of Brooklyn. He knows every tree, every fire hydrant, every restaurant, every backdoor and every back alley. And everywhere he goes, everyone knows Scottie.
He has his routine, his early morning rounds, his afternoon rounds, and his night rounds. He knows when the chef at Cosi Fan Tutti makes tripe. He knows when Mrs Torrelli makes lasagna.
When war comes, to help with the war effort, wartime rationing is instituted, and it hits everyone in Brooklyn hard – and Scotty is no exception. Handouts are less frequent, food is scarcer. People are scared, There is talk of bombings and invasion. Blackouts are common.
Scotty loves blackouts. What’s better for a hungry, little black dog than a blackout? Scotty has free reign of his turf and has his pick of all the garbage cans.
But, even during blackouts, he has to be on the lookout for his arch enemy – the dog catcher.
Scotty is nimble – and shrewd. He uses the night to his advantage. He uses his speed and agility, and he hides in the shadows. And, once again, he eludes the clutches of the dog catcher, when –
He’s scooped up into a black limo and whisked away.
Then bundled onto an airplane and flown to Washington, DC.
Then another black limo that drives to a secret underground entrance at the White House. He is ushered in by the Secret Service and comes face to face with Fala, the White House First Dog.
Fala needs Scotty because Scotty is an exact double for Fala.
And Fala has hatched a scheme to kill Hitler’s Dog, Blondi.
(more to come...)
(more to come...)
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