For most of us, the name Cujo brings up images of a giant possessed dog with evil red eyes and dripping teeth. Not at my brother's house. At his home, Cujo is the name of the Canadian Goose that has taken up residence in his back yard. Cujo barely tolerates my brother and absolutely detests the sight of my sister in law. If she shows her face, Cujo chases her around. Poor Stephanie… she didn't ask for a Cujo in her life, nor does she deserve one.
tim mcmurdo 