I went out for a short walk today and came across a young man walking his dog. I could see we were going to cross paths, so I sped up a bit to respect their space. As I was in front of them now, the young man said, “Hello!” very loudly. I turned around and he was in fact talking to me. I said hello back and asked how his day was going. It was then that I got a good look at the dog. He was a poodle, or a mix of one. He was white with black spots and shaved pretty closely, except for the black fluff on the top of his head that kind of looked like a hat. I told the young man I liked his dog and he sped up so I could give him a pet. He said he was a party poodle. I had to ask him to repeat it, which he did. A party poodle. He said the dog really liked people and was very kind. That made me laugh and smile all day every time I thought about it.

I Found God today in a joyful dog owner.