Mon 15 Jun 2009
Coincidentally at Saturday’s Hot Dog Death March, fellow LA Metblogger Jodi made mention to her husband Eric of the emergency bag o’ kibble I’m rarely without while biking to/from work or play.
I say “coincidentally” because it had been awhile since my last interaction with a stray on the streets, but sure enough this morning I came across this fine, friendly and handsome fella on Jefferson Boulevard just west of Hauser:
Larger versions of the pix making up this thumbnail montage can be viewed here.