Snorty and I were walking to the grass park earlier this evening for his final poop walk of the night. As we walked on the sidewalk, I saw a homeless guy walking towards us from the far corner of the block. The wind was wafting gently from him to me, and even from half a block away I could detect an unpleasant smell coming my way.

I shortened the dog's leash in preparation for crossing the street to avoid the homeless man, but then for a moment I thought that I was being rude and snooty, and that he was just walking around, minding his own business. That I should be nice. There but for the grace of God go I and all that yadda yadda.

But, damn it, he STUNK!

So doggles and I crossed the street.