“Is that Suji?”asked the woman in the bicycle helmet.
“Why yes,”I said. “It is!”
We’d spent the better part of the beautiful afternoon in High Park, walking the dogs along the water, taking in the sights and the cantankerous swans, and were on our way back to the car. Lulu and Suji were tuckered out, so I had the task of pushing them – and their stroller – up the winding incline toward the lot. We’d just reached the nice little bench area at the top of the hill when we encountered the lovely cyclist couple.
“They’re exhausted,”I explained. And then, by way of an explanation: “They’re old.” Ironically, they looked quite comfortable in the stroller while I was the one fighting for breath.
They’d recognized Suji from a recent pug meet-up. Initially, I’d assumed/hoped they’d recognized her from instagram where her NewOldPugSuji account has, in a mere three months, has…
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