Several months ago, I started a new "series" of posts... if you will...
And so on Wednesdays; I intend to post an old photograph to inspire your creativity. 
 Write a poem!  
Plot out a short story!     
 Have inspiration for a piece of art or composition.... let your artistic soul shine.        
(you can click on the photos in this post to make it larger to see).

(and yes, I know it's Thursday, but it's been a weird week)


In my mind, this fellow's name is Brutus.
His "people" include an aging prize-fighter named "TommyToes" for his quick footwork in the ring; and his sometimes girlfriend Trixie. Tommy used to take him to the park every day to run around the perimeter while he was in training... but those days are long gone.
Now it's Trixie who mostly accompanies Brutus to the park, but Brutus doesn't mind.
Trixie let's him just bathe in the sun, and sneaks him treats from the newspaper stand on the corner.
Sometimes she gets him salted peanuts, sometimes it's a pretzel.
Brutus doesn't mind.
It's all belly-rubs and snacks from here on out.