JUST LOOK INTO THOSE BIG BEAUTIFUL EYES and you will
understand why we invited Paul the Octopus into our refuge after
German soccer fans threatened to throw him into a frying pan with
some olive oil and beer: hey, HE wasn't PLAYING ON YOUR TEAM,
people, so don't shoot the messenger. He can't help being psychic any more than you couldn't help losing the World Cup!
People, people!
So, now Paul is here with us, a 'Pus in the City and he is adjusting,
although not certain how he feels about guinea pigs and eating
wheatgrass...perhaps we will find him some Octopus food tomorrow
at the Octopus store downtown. Paul, we welcome you home!