Simple Joys Unbounded

I can't remember if I've blogged about this before.

If I have, please accept my apologies, and blame the dementia.

A little before Christmas, I spotted an unusual combination. A man in his late middle years, looking utterly fed up, carrying way too much weight, out walking a dog. I wasn't sure it was his, as the two seemed very badly matched.

The dog looked to be a terrier puppy, and had the look of joy unbounded I am prone to attribute to dogs when anthropomorphising them. But he did look to be grinning. He was also full of puppy based energy, and ran everywhere, in a slightly ungainly puppy run - both forelegs, then both hind legs. The man seemed unable to keep up, and simply settled for stopping in the middle of a grassy knoll, and letting the puppy run madly, round and around on the end of an extendable lead.

I saw them again a few days later, the same delightful juxtaposition of their affects apparent.

Best of all, a little later still, I saw them again, simply walking this time, except that the puppy had had a jacket made for it, resplendent in Christmas lights.

If you've never seen a puppy gallivanting the streets clad in a twinkling dog jacket, you haven't known true happiness.

'Nuff said.