My ears were filled with the my favorite slow jams, freshly delivered this morning via email. I got off the bus, limping a bit from a left-over mysterious foot injury that I somehow suffered this weekend. Suddenly, what is this I see? As I pass the open wound that is Occidental Square, I spot a small wrinkly puppy. I think it might be a sharpei! I stop to cuddle with it, kneeling down and pulling it into my lap. It promptly pees on me. Despite the fact that I will not be able to wear these jeans all week as planned, I am pleased as punch. Perhaps later, some other adorable animal will pee on me!