There is a curious dog wandering the streets of Fairview, Kentucky. She, at least in this version of the tale, is a Taboodle, which makes her part poodle, part frowned upon, in some cases not talked about except in conspiratorial hushed tones and altogether viewed as a pox upon the houses, lawns and fire hydrants in this small, quiet Western Kentucky town, who’s main and really only claim to fame is to be near the long gone log cabin birth place of the Confederacy’s lone President, Jefferson Finis Davis and home to the tallest concrete obelisk in the world. (All of the taller obelisks are constructed with blocks of stone.), which of course stands as memorial to both the leader and the led.

The Taboodle was not native to the area, in fact had come a great distance to lay eyes, among other things upon the great obelisk. Her curiosity consisted in two parts, she mostly instinctively needed to piss on its enormous base, not so much to mark as territory, but to signify displeasure, the native limestone, found near the site could easily have been put to better uses, dog houses for one, bomb shelters (in the fifties anyway when that sort of activity was so popular), or perhaps as a monument to a more deserving taboo. The other part of the Taboodle’s curiousness was a bit more problematical and potentially even more symbolic than that of pissing on something that you disapproved of. She wanted to impale herself on of its pointy top, or short of that just sit painfully, absurdly aware of the vastness that could be surveyed from such an extreme height.

The Taboodle was named, without irony Kitty*. It was her niche in life to keep track of a great many taboos, a few of her favorites being genocide, abortion, same sex sex (in addition to same sex marriage), polygamy, with special interest reserved for slavery (in part due to one of the latest attempt to end it, she had made her way to America, a hotbed of taboos to be sure).


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