Fr. Griffin's dog. I lived in Keenan so the old Stanford resident priest's calls to Darby late at night on North Quad were comical. It was known before my time Darby was dognapped by Keenanites and sent down the laundry chute. I also think Fr. Griffin was a rector or lived in Keenan prior to Stanford.
That said, I do not advocate pranks where dogs of rival dorms are put down laundry chutes having been through a lot and rejoicing at the diagnosis and recovery in the last day of Sadie, my ridgeback hound. I thought it was going to be terminal (similar to liver disease on a dog I had before) but it was a 4-day dog flu.
