Friends

I had coffee with a friend, then stopped by another friend on my way home. Saw this guy. He had one of those cane that transforms into a seat. I was stocked on a red light for a few minutes, and both the man and his dog stayed like that, the dog lounging on the grass, the man observing him patiently. I wondered if it was like that every day for them, a ritual of patience and understanding. I also wondered if the dog did that to allow his human a well deserved rest, or if the human brought a chair so his dog could enjoy a roll in the grass. It seemed, anyways, like the perfect friendship: understanding, patient, respectful.