Old Sod's Big Book of New Irish Comedy
Yesterday, in the elegantly manicured parkland setting of the Elysian Fields Celebrity Gravetorium outside Los Angeles, one of Hollywood’s greatest legends, Lassie, was finally laid to rest. By the graveside, mourners struggled to hold back their tears as the small white coffin, bearing the sheepdog who came to Tinseltown as a young pup with not even a collar to her name and stayed to warm the hearts of millions, was borne with solemnity to her final resting place.
However, even though her many Oscars and numerous starring roles are now a thing of legend, some of her dearest friends are prepared to confide that in recent years the great star’s career had gone into decline. Some explained that like many another female star before her, Lassie found that there were fewer parts on offer for the older actress. In fact, according to some of her most devoted associates, she became embittered as she saw herself passed over in favour of younger dogs, cats, monkeys, pigs, whales, and even a dancing penguin. One close friend even admitted: ‘The old gal just seemed to get disillusioned with it all. She became a recluse. In fact to be honest, she began to smell a bit.’ Once a household name, the great Lassie became the film world’s forgotten star. She not only shunned publicity, she even took to living in alleyways, and scavenging for food out of garbage cans, only returning briefly to the limelight in 2005 when, in an unfortunate incident, she was arrested for biting a municipal dog-catcher…
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