Call it what you will, but I had one of those moments not too long ago that stuck with me.
It was so strange and wonderful, I imagine I will think upon it for some time.
A few days ago, I had just parked my car in a parking lot at a neighborhood store.
I gathered my things and opened the door to get out of the car.
The moment I got out of my car, There - right in front of me was a dog.
He was attached to his human by a leash, but I was still startled.
I stopped in my tracks and looked down.
"Hi Puppy!" I said.
We just looked at each other.
His human asked if I had a dog - (no)
She told me that the moment the car door opened he went to me as if he knew me.
I told her that he looked exactly like my old dog, Herman. Who had been long, long since gone.
Dog and I stared at each other.
I held out my hand so he could sniff me - and sniff he did.
I smiled and he sniffed.
We held eye-contact. It seemed like an odd wonderment for me.
Dog held my gaze and it felt like he was looking into my soul.
I let him stare and I thought of my old dog. Crazy and unpredictable Herman.
Dog's human apologized for the intrusion and I told her it was totally fine.
It was this little wonderfully weird experience for only him and me - like kindred spirits finding each other and connecting.
I have no idea what the dog was thinking. Obviously.
I just kept thinking that I needed to call my parents and talk about Herman.
And I did.
PS ~ Herman circa 1970
