A story - how Sultan got his nickname
Some of you know he was called the Emperor of Benton Street, but he had another name also.
We were out walking on Summer evening after dinner and met a neighbor who was unloading 4 bags of groceries from her trunk to the sidewalk. Sultan made a beeline to one bag, stood on his hind legs and stuck his head into the bag. I laughed and said "Betty, you must have a chicken in there!"
"I do, how did he know that, does he like chicken?"
"Yes, it's his favorite food"
"I'll give him a little bit, then"
"Oh no, no, he''s just had a big dinner"
"A little piece won't hurt him."
She proceeded to take out a lovely rotisserie chicken, removed the plastic and pulled off a piece of leg meat, which Sultan promptly devoured as if he hadn't been fed for days! I add that she had two huge German shepherds, so her idea of "a small piece" was a big hunk!
She said she was glad he approved of her chicken, and henceforth whenever we met she alewys inquired how the Chicken Inspector was!
Sultan was reserved and rather aloof with people we met walking, but ever after he always greeted Betty very enthusiastically .... but alas, never met her when chicken was in the offing thereafter.
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