Mad Max Meets Dog Days of Summer

So this morning we were en route to Russo’s, the
super fresh produce market in Watertown, rolling through Watertown
Square in the White Whale, when we saw something we couldn’t believe.
A quietly dignified although definitely shabby  elderly woman
was pushing a grocery cart full of plastic bags down the sidewalk in
front of the storefront bakeries, travel agencies and barber shops.
So far,
not
so unusual
in modern urban America.

But perched in the Fragile Foods protector at
the back of the cart, propped up on pillows and folded swaths of
fabric, was the cutest little dog, dressed in a yellow T-shirt and red
sun visor, with a matching yellow tennis ball in his mouth.

Immediately distracted, we detoured from our destination
and doubled back to try to find this fabulous couple,  And find
then we did, a few blocks away.  The dog is named Max. We never
got the lady’s name.