I ran into Joe while he was walking Porter and Sadie the other day. They were standing on the sidewalk talking with a man who, I could tell from half a block away was drunk. It was 2pm. The man was kneeling and kissing Porter who was more than happy to indulge him. Sadie was standing a step back, unsure of what to make of the guy.
As I approached, Joe said "oh, there's their mother."
"Thanks, Joe," I thought. Now I had to stop and talk to this crazy drunk guy.
"Hi," I said, waving to the group.
"These are your dogs?" the drunk guy asked.
"Yep."
"I love this one," he said, obviously meaning Porter.
"You should see the other one she has in her apartment," said Joe.
"You take them all in?" said the drunk guy
"Well, yeah."
"You're like Mother Teresa for dogs," he said, and walked away.
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