Rufus

Last night I happened to see the husband and wife at the kitchen table. Not eating, just sitting there - I don't really see their heads from my angle, but think there is a tv just out of sight that they were watching while talkng. The funny thing was Rufus, he was sitting there, with his head perched on the edge of the table, all dog like. Almost like he wanted food and was giving the old dog eyes - except I didn't see food. He's a cute dog. Ok, she's a cute dog.

This morning when I walked past their house, I noticed dozens of green beer bottles. The paper bags that held them the night before had disengrated with the rain and they were exposed over the tiny lawn between the street and the sidewalk. Except it wasn't beer - just tons of old fashioned ginger ale bottles.