The little white dog

There is this little white dog I see on my frequent walks/bike rides in Oakland. He always sits in the window on the back of a sofa, watching people pass. Every time I would walk or bike past this house, I would notice a white dog lounging in the window, regardless of the time of day. I always thought, "That is the laziest damn dog I have ever seen." One day I was walking home from school, in a rotten mood, and out of habit I looked for him when I passed the window. He wasn't there. Somehow it made my day a little worse.

So anyway, I had kind of forgotten about that little white dog dog until several days ago when I walked past the house and saw him missing again. I felt a little sad, but as I looked in the window a little dog head poked up from the sofa. And then a second one. And then a third one. It kind of baffled me. The thought had never crossed my mind. The reason there is always a little white dog in the window isn't because the dog is lazy. It's because there are three of him, and there is always one of them taking the time to relax on the couch.

I'm a little jealous.