To her surprise, Kaspar’s lovely dog D Train and his blond pal Kos were sitting side by side on the steps leading up to the small front porch, looking like two old philosophers watching the world go by. She remembered the last time she’d seen these two: Kos had just gobbled up the udesh and no one knew what to do about it. If she were ever flipped again back to that moment in the future, what could she do to save him? On seeing her approach now, the dogs rose together and ambled over to say hello. She knew Kos’s owners let the dog come and go as it pleased. She often saw the gentle fellow walking around town by himself. Although it was against state health regulations, Kaspar sometimes brought D Train into Jane’s bar where the pit bull sat quietly at his master’s feet, happy to shimmy his body hello to anyone who greeted him. Scratching both dogs’ heads as they pushed their big bodies up against her legs, she thought, Kaspar’s not here so I can’t talk to him about this.
