I can’t tell you how many times I have walked in Frick Park here in my neighborhood, but it’s a lot. Four figures worth. Do something a thousand times and you forget the details. But some do stand out.
A particular wide expanse of mowed grass is popular for dog owners to let their pets run free. You’ve never seen such a giddy group of four-footed creatures leaping and growling and slobbering together.
One day as I walked past dog meadow and watched canines jumping upon one another, dodging and lunging, I noticed one dog having trouble keeping up with the others. It did its best on its three legs.
Immediately after noticing this tripod, I spotted an acquaintance of mine standing in the field. She was talking with a man I didn’t know. This man was standing on his only leg.
Hmm… Three-legged dog. One legged man.
I ran into my friend a few weeks later in the same place. I couldn’t resist asking her if the man and the dog were together.