<gregg's "beauty"> 2004-05-30.12:56 a.m. Beauty Linda Gregg There she was on Entertainment Tonight. Someone had caught a glimpse of Bardot after all these years. Brigitte Bardot running through the trees, across a meadow, a dog running with her. The hair still long. Then another part showing her on the patio, aged. (Sun-damaged, we say.) The violation of beauty never happens just once. When my father heard his beloved dog had chased and killed the rancher's sheep, he went right out and shot it. Because, he said, once they ran with the pack and tasted blood it would never stop. back /& forth /& frosting names are often sad