Waffle the Beagle

[ndrosen]

Walking home from the farmers’ market this morning, I saw a woman walking a beagle. The beagle sniffed at my bags, although I told her that there were just apples and stuff in them, no porterhouse steaks. I said that I had had a beagle of my own as my best friend growing up, and asked the woman what her dog’s name was, to which she answered, “Waffle.” I took off one of my gloves and managed to pet Waffle. Then we parted on our separate business.