Amid all the lousy news, a nice New York Times reflection about our relationships with dogs:
A dog loves a person the way people love each other only while in the grip of new love: with intense, unwavering focus, attentive to every move the beloved makes, unaware of imperfections, desiring little more than to be close, to be entwined, to touch and touch and touch.
While I was in Copenhagen week before last, I came across a cat while heading to a friend’s house for lunch:
Then a couple days later, I ran into this cat at the book stalls in Amsterdam:
I also crossed paths with a couple dogs.
I always like seeing animals when I travel, if only because they remind me of my own pets back home.
Apparently tonight’s menu was incomplete, because my English Labrador dove through the recycles until he found a discarded ice cream container.
Fortunately it was empty.