Coming back from a Tampa Depot run, an object in the middle of a side road adjacent to a church caught my attention. Closer inspection revealed a dog in a shopping cart, sans the owner. The dog was looking forlorn what with no owner present. That prompted me to add the hard white line silhouetting where exactly the imagined body once lay. Almost everyone knows that bag and street people protect their only worldly possessions as if they gold, so finding what I did in the middle of a roadway, unattended, would lead one to assume the owner isn’t returning. Pity. I didn’t stay to investigate further. My call.