"Moorish Fountain."
I was standing in the courtyard at the train station
in LA, looking at the water in the Moorish fountain,
when a homeless guy asked me if I
could watch his dog before he just went off
someplace on his way.
No one had ever asked me to look after a dog before,
at least not like that.
Looking after the dog in front of the Moorish fountain,
I had no idea what I'd do with him if the homeless guy didn't
come back.
And I write-- and I write of my discomfort as inexperience.
Looking after a homeless dog, in and of itself, seems absurd.
Like anything, I suppose, you try the first time.