Yesterday towards the end of my walk I saw three boys. The first boy about nine was trying to walk his little puppy...I mean trying. Every few feet the puppy would plop down on the lawn, obviously not wanting to go any farther. The boy would coax and pull him up and he would get up and go a few feet and flop down again. As it was the first day of summer vacation I am pretty sure that the job of walking the dog is part of his daily chores.
Soon came his younger brother on his bike wondering what was taking him so long to walk the dog. And then came the camera moment...a barefooted toddler on his tricycle pedaling just as fast as his little legs could and holding on to the tail of a stuffed puppy dog swinging from the handle bars of the trike. He was not going to be left behind. I smiled to myself ...and I thought how cute the whole scene was and how I wished I had, had a camera with me.