This dog today, looked at me like he knew what I was thinking. He smiled at me with his tongue out, panting from his walk. Sitting there on his haunches, leashed to his owner, waiting curbside to cross the street. He said to me with his eyes, “It’s all a sham. I know it. You know it. But that doesn’t mean I don’t like to go for a walk every once in a while.” Then the light turned. The dog’s owner gave a tug on the leash and said, “Come on.” The dog got up and trotted happily along. I stood there long enough for the light to turn, and so I had to wait for the next one.