It was 10 degrees out when I took our 14-year-old chocolate lab Aquinnah, (aka Quinn), for a walk a few minutes ago. While Quinn "checked his mail” by sniffing God knows what at an intersection, a complete stranger driving by in a pickup waved at me.
He may be one of those friendly people who wave at everybody; there are lots of folks like that here in Maine. But I’ve noticed on winter dog walks that passing motorists are more likely to wave on the coldest days, when our two dogs are sporting their sheepskin-style coats. In dog-loving Maine, some people are just suckers for dressed up pups.
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