The sun and the green of the park drew me to take those few steps to a bench of contemplation. The dog park just behind me has been a location of spriteful activities, for a good twenty-five years now, for pets and owners. Those frisky canines are so much loved by their masters. I pondered on the point, wondering if the masters reserve any affection for the greatest of masters.
While I see an explosive exhibition of life at that haven for animals, I did dwell a bit on the theme of death. On my
