Lost Dog, And What The Heck Is Bringle?

I spied this lovely flier taped to the Redbox machine at the 7-11 on Coney Island Avenue at Kathleen Court. So, first off, if anyone has seen this dog, give a call, eh?

But concern for the dog or its owner wasn’t my first thought – perhaps revealing some deep flaw of personal character. Instead I said to myself, “What the heck is bringle?!”

Honestly. I didn’t know. That bothered me more than the idea that some little kid could be shattered over her lost pup. She could’ve been raised by that friggin’ thing, and now would be totally destitute, bawling her little sparkling eyes out like a proud member of the Lindsey Lohan generation.

But all that mattered to me is this mysterious word, “bringle.” If a real word, it would be my favorite. It sounds musical, and leaps out from between lips. Its pops with energy and spirit. No, it bringles with energy and spirit.

It’s an awesome word, but I have no idea what it means. Do you?

I Googled it, and other than a particularly nasty definition in the Urban Dictionary (far too nasty to link to), I couldn’t find anything. I even tried to find out if it was some Russian word that meant, like, brown or something. That would make sense, right?

Well, I think they meant brindle. Which is another word I’d never heard before. But – thank you, Wikipedia – it is apparently a coloring pattern in animals, sometimes described as “tiger striped,” but more subtle. Check out that photo to the right.

Anyway, why am I wasting time and space on this little topic? Because there’s a freakin’ lost dog, people!

Have you seen it around? It looks like a tiger, but more subtle!

If you know anything, give the number a bringle.