Sunday, September 16, 2007
When Betty was born, she was the last of triplets. Her two brothers, Peanut and Zilla, had a bad time getting into the world. One was too little, and got stuck coming breech; the other was too big, with a leg back and a giant noggin. After those two troublemakers, Betty just tumbled out, like a little pair of dice, and the farmer thought "Boxcars!" at the sight of all those dalmatian spots.
So her name is Boxcar Betty.
Here she is, standing out in the crowd with her crapshooting colors and her Carolina Blue eyes.