One of the Best Things Humans Do

You can fix it

John P. Weiss
Personal Growth

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Photo by Pixabay

The only thing that gave the old woman’s presence away was the scent of cigarette smoke.

It was a chilly night best spent indoors by the fire with a good book, but my Alaskan Kleekai “Nanuk” had other priorities. Namely, a walk around the neighborhood to sniff the pee-mail of other dogs and to leave some messages of his own. And so, after bundling up in my jacket and a beanie cap, I leashed Nanuk and off we went.

I tried to walk briskly, anxious to finish our rounds and get back to my book and warm house. But every time my pace quickened, Nanuk abruptly stopped by a tree, bush, or fire hydrant to sniff thoroughly and then lift a leg.

“Come on, Nanuk, it’s freezing out here,” I told him.

We got to the end of our street and turned right to hike uphill. And that’s when I smelled the scent of cigarettes, even though it was later in the evening and quite dark outside. We continued up the hill, and Nanuk tugged me over to the tall bushes on the right.

As he did his business, I noticed a porch light glowing in the backyard just below us, behind the shrubs.

I generally don’t peer into neighbors’ yards, but I couldn’t help wondering if someone was sitting there in the chill of night. I squinted and made out the form of a…

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John P. Weiss
Personal Growth

I write books, stories and essays about life, often illustrated with my photography and artwork. JohnPWeiss.com.