I was there in Jack Kennedy’s office that day. Everything was in an uproar. I was then feet from Kennedy’s desk as Pierre Salinger ran around the office taking messages and issuing orders while the President sat looking awfully worried. There was talk about the Russian fleet coming in and our fleet blocking them off. It looked like war. Out of the blue, Kennedy suddenly called for Charlie to be brought to his office.
– Traphes Bryant, White House kennel keeper, describing events in the Oval Office during the Cuban missile crisis. After petting Charlie, his Welsh terrier, the president relaxed, returned Charlie to the kennel keeper, and said, “I suppose that it’s time to make some decisions.”