No dear friends, this is not the one by Fitzgerald. Not a cast of characters living in lavish mansions in the fictional town of West Egg, Long Island. No prosperity, debutantes, elaborate parties, or even idealism.
Our Great Gatsby, he does have many parallels. He is quixotic as his namesake, contains obsessions by us humans of our furry, four-legged boychik (little boy) and his unconditional love of us, decadence, after all, he is the boy king in our
little apartment castle, and he holds the American Dream of finding love. And as for the cast of Characters, you have me, the Mrs., Big and Little, living life in the Manor and working our asses off to reclaim our slice of the pie.
Handle every stressful situation like a therapist. If you can’t eat or play with it, pee on it and walk away. Shepn yeder stressful situatsye vi a terapist. Aoyb ir kenen nisht esn oder shpiln mit im, nor pi aoyf es aun geyn avek.
Gatsby, our little rescue boy, saved us as well.
In dog we trust.