From my drafts.

I meant to post this last week and forgot!

First of all, on my way downtown to work, I ran into one of my favorite freshman gingers on the subway. Then, 7 hours later when I was getting off the subway back on campus, there he was again! Fate? I think yes. Plus, it was great to have someone share the following adventure with me:

Across from us on the subway was a woman. Like many women in the modern world, she was carrying a purse. Inside the purse, was a dog! But it wasn't one of those shriveled little purse dogs. It was like, a substantial terrier. And it was ADORABLE AND IT LOOKED AT ME AND WE MADE FRIENDS.

Anyway.

Next to the woman/dog was an older, somewhat homeless-looking man. He was eating a doughnut. A jelly doughnut, to be exact. He was enjoying it immensely, and every once in a while he would get some jelly on his coat but he would see it and get it off, don't worry. However, this man did NOT see the dog, which was watching him like a hawk the entire time he ate this doughnut. I'm pretty good at reading the minds of dogs, and I'm pretty positive this dog was saying, "I was I had hands so I could punch this guy and eat his doughnut". Keep in mind, the dog could only move his eyes, since he was inside a purse. And every time some jelly would come out of the doughnut, his eyes would get HUGE. And then once the dog realized I was watching HIM like a hawk, he would turn and look at me with his puppy eyes as if to say two things:

1. "Ya wanna help me out with this doughnut here?"
2. "Please tell this lady I am WAYYYY too big to be in a purse!"

The dog never got that doughnut. But BOY did I have a good time watching him try!