An elderly, slightly disheveled woman began staring at me as I waited to cross the street. Her eyes were glacial blue and admittedly she made me a bit uncomfortable, The wizened woman was not begging as some are prone to do when down and out. She approached me, somewhat tentatively. She had a smallish puppy with her with a home maid leash made out of twine. She asked if I might have a bit to eat in my backpack; something she could give her puppy to provide nourishment.
I asked if her puppy liked chicken. Her lined face lit up and she answered emphatically "Yes, of course she does!" What did she and her puppy have for dinner? 3 pieces of KFC, extra crispy.
