Originally Posted by Inspired
You've got a point there, Oblio.
Me and my "Arrow" (the only keeshond or any other breed that was ever allowed in the RCA Victor studios in Hollywood) worked on that project for over a year, I was Harry's personal engineer and lived the 24-7 life of creating what I knew would be a masterpiece, if we could take the pace. We'd finished the audio and the animators had the rough cuts ready for final editing; something told me it was time to leave L.A. Months later, with my sanity back in order, me and "Arrow" were cruising through a small town in New Hampshire and I noticed a hand-written sign at the community hall that said, "The Point"' tonight'. Me and the dog snuck in, sat in the back with all the kids and watched the film for the first time in it's entirety, on a folding chair with "Arrow" underneath. It brought tears to my eyes and no one in the little hall had a clue why me and my long-nosed dog were crying our joyful eyes out.