i was laying on my back taking photos and mister was browsing windfall sticks and a black car came up and a head in the window said, you have a leash for that dog? and i said yeah, and kept taking photos and he waited and i ambled over pulling the broken leash i use for my camera hanger off, and he says, how old is that dog, and i say, he's nine. oh, he says, they're so loyal aren't they? and i said, oh yeah, they're the best, he's the best, he's moving a little slow now, a little arthritic. and i started to move like putting the leash to him, and the fellow said, don't put the leash on him, you know, some people, i just don't want to hit him. and i say, oh he knows about cars. he's a good old boy, you have a good time, he said. and my eyes got moist and i said, thank you, thank you. and i kept saying it as we walked on.