CharlestonTell us why your pet is the best ambassador for the Palmetto Rescue Brew Beer (from your pet's perspective)
He was first seen standing at the edge of the Francis Marion forest between the ancient marks of the high and low tide of the Cooper River, a place that is neither land nor sea. But as the crescent moonlight filtered through the fronds of the palmetto tree, it revealed a dog who was born in the dirt, has been to the beyond and witnessed the secrets of life and death.
In the words of George Shea, he is the citadel. He shall endure forever, because he is freedom. He will fight until the dome of all kill shelters collapse and the black avalanche of space pours down around him.
The rock on which he stands is not a rock! It is courage! This dog represents all that is eternal in the canine experience. Through the curtain of the ocean salt, across the sunset of the lowcountry, a comet blazed to herald his arrival. His adoption story shall be transcribed into every language known to history, including Gullah Geechee. Ladies and gentlemen, the snuggler, prancer, under-biter and vole whisperer of James Island. I give you America itself, Brewer.