7 days: 2 - Dog, Yellow

7 Days: 2 - Dog, Yellow

Mark and I used to live near this elderly Vietnamese gentleman who, every time we took Maya out for a walk, would yell out, "Hello! Dog, Yellow!" and then laugh and clap. He delighted in our silly pooch and while his scooter scared her, sometimes he'd haul himself up and walk carefully towards her for a pet. He died before we moved away but Mark and I still sometimes think of our Maya dog as "Dog, Yellow" and call her that when we're thinking of him.