Poem: Walking The Dog

A few weeks ago I was out walking the dog, nothing unusual there, I try to do it most days…

And a woman stopped to pat the dog, to remark that the dog was cute, and funny, and friendly – also not that unusual – he is all of those things (most of the time).

I find myself talking with strangers a lot more – something I can blame on the dog, or old age I spo…