Conversational journeys over cups of chai, at home and abroad.

Perfect Pair

I was part of the busy Monday afternoon traffic crowd along Los Feliz, waiting for a stoplight to let me through.  Along the sidewalk to my right I saw a 40-ish man in blue hospital scrubs, patiently walking an elderly dog.  The dog took very ginger steps, and kept stopping every few seconds to look over his shoulder.  About 20 feet behind them, an elderly gentleman shuffled along with his aluminum walker, keeping pace, obviously the dog’s owner.  Clearly evident was the fact that they meant the world to each other.  The stoplight turned green, and I caught one last glimpse of the dog looking over his shoulder again. — Patty


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