“You can keep doing that forever, the dog is never going to move.”
—Jack Sparrow, Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl
When taking the long way home, I noticed a lady sweeping the sidewalk while her pug watched over her.
I had to stop by and pet the dog. Another pug came out. Then another. (The fourth one didn’t make it down the steps.) We talked for a bit (with the lady, not the dogs—they just made various attempts for my attentions).
Somewhere along the way she asked if I was a student.
I wrote before that I get that a lot. But the day after my birthday, at this stage in my life, that’s a pretty cool thing to hear.