There he was, a dog so much like you. I was walking by a busy Manhattan street. Just by accident, I came across a doggie retreat. Behind a glass window, with many other dogs, there was a German shepherd. He was laying down cleaning himself. You used to clean yourself in a similar way. I looked. I couldn’t help but look, though I was late for an appointment. I had to stare. The dog noticed me and smiled. I couldn’t help but take a picture of the dog. It was almost as having you again for a brief moment.