This is Homer, AKA ‘Homie’, ‘Hammy’, and, eventually, ‘Ham Sandwich’. He’s a 6-year-old pit mix, and, well, kind of funny story. I was out and about on Polk Street and I ran across him while he and his owners were sitting at a sidewalk cafe. I started petting him and taking pictures. And while I was doing so, the people at the next table over started talking to Homer’s owners about him, and there was a lot of spirited discussion about non-dog-friendly workplaces and the like, and the upshot was that the people at the next table over were planning on taking Homer to work with them during the day for a few days.
I really do love this town sometimes.
It’s been a late night for me and I got nothing in the way of hovertext, so anyone who has an idea for what this dog is thinking, post it in a comment. The best one wins a prize of guaranteed puppy smooches from the next dog you pet. I promise!