If you’ve visited Augsburg’s Minneapolis campus in the last few years, you’ve probably seen me. Perhaps you’ve even scratched me behind the ears. Mmmm, I love that. My name is Clio. That’s pronounced “kly-oh” — never “klee-oh”! I was named for the Greek muse of history, whatever that is. Personally, I find the name a bit snooty. People have to ask where it comes from and the man with the white beard gets to sound all smarty-pants when explaining it.
The man with the white beard is called Phil Adamo by the other two-leggers. He teaches about things that happened a long time ago, in particular about something called “medieval history.” I don’t really know what that means, but he never shuts up about it, so I feign interest from time to time.
The white beard Adamo says I’m the smartest dog he’s ever had. I’ve heard him say it hundreds of times, so I suppose that means it’s true. Contrary to popular belief, I do not grade his papers, but I did eat a student’s homework once. A dog that ate a student’s homework? I’m sure you’ve never heard of anything like that before.
I’m generally well-behaved and friendly. I rarely bark, and I always stop at the curb before crossing the street. If I happen to chase a person running across the park, it’s just because they need herding. I won’t bite — it’s a border collie thing. In fact, I love meeting the white beard’s students and friends. When I’m not in Murphy Park, you’ll see me waiting on the steps of the Christensen Center. Stop by and say hello. And scratch me behind the ears if you have the time. Mmm, I love that.