together in the dog.

i got his name from his sister but not hers and then i forgot now i think maybe it was Turkle.

together without words.

please stay. she said it was nice to meet you though i don't know her name. i sort of quasily furtively snap pictures unasked and i look later and somewhat sheepish then i get from the pictures a communication and awareness, an unspoken collaboration.  maybe i'm just fishing. no, i think it was all together.  her friend left quickly and i thought she fled the old man and the dog, but that's crazy, she probably fled for a host of other reasons.

i meant to ask what Turkle meant, if that is his rightful name but i didn't want to be an old flirt.

anyway apart from the over-rigorous mind it's all a simple pleasure.

you are welcome.