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On Tuesday afternoon, all of Dave Wilson ’15’s family members were engulfed in flames that eventually leveled their house and wiped out years of cherished memories. But several hours later, in a miraculous turn of events, Wilson found a new companion in the otherworldly return of his dog, Rex.
“I came back thinking my entire life would be completely changed — that I would need years of therapy, you know?” said Wilson. “Then old Rex jumped right through my arms, and I knew everything would be fundamentally the same.”
Wilson has been spending all of his free time with the ghost dog, engaging in lively games of ghost fetch, ghost tag and ghost tackling, all of them more or less identical to their corporeal counterparts. With the house gone, however, Wilson and Rex were forced into homelessness.
“Everything will turn out better — all I need to have fun is my boy Rex, right boy?” Wilson said, frolicking in a field of daisies with his companion. Rex responded by running out into the street and scaring the shit out of everyone.
