Dog's Dream

This morning I was walking Lily to Cass Park and when I got to the top of the hill on Elm Street I looked down and saw a fully cooked chicken in the snow on the side of the road. I spotted it just before my dog got her mouth on it. Did a couple have an argument and toss their dinner out the window? For a moment I felt that I was living in my dog's fantasy: a fully cooked chicken sitting in the street, a dream come true!