Amos Hart--Celestial Wolf

   
   "Amos Hart--Celestial Wolf" 
  
   Amos Hart gathered up a few coyotes in the back of his pick-em-up-truck, an old Datsun that was re-fabricated, having an electric-blue paint job done by some good-old-boys.  
   He released the family of coyotes, saving the suburban bunnies, and his journalistic nature took over from there, him forging the eternal steel of words and merging it with newsprint for the few that got his vociferous circulations.  
   He looked upwards to the sky that night, lit a cherry cigar, blew a smoke ring to the spirit world, and knew the Heavens housed many dogs way beyond the battle for Earth by the more advanced cultures.  Such as the LUPUS Constellation, which had around 9 main stars, 5 kinda/sorta having planets.  It got him plenty hot under the collar that back in his day the bogus science teacher boasted that there was only a mere 9 live-action planets in existence.   Goes to show science.  As blind as it gets.  But aren't we all?
   Amos bunny-hopped into bed, covering with his Chewbacca sheets, and Bucko was swift to snuggle sideways, the twosome spooning--dog and man, like with Saint Rocco, and his staff wrapped in copper wire.  Hell boy, those old Saints were making their own superconductors.  Wonder if they had bubble gum too?