treats from mr. jerry, 8.18.25

i was at ipswich with bagel today. the weather is beginning to feel like fall. am i ready for fall? no. will it still come? yes. i feel like i haven’t done much this summer. it’s all been a blur of routine until two weeks ago when i went to los angeles, but that’s besides the point. the weather was nice, and we got in two rounds. as we’re approaching the sequoia, an animal control officer gets out of his truck and asks if i bagel was a beagle mix. bagel gets that a lot, and i can see why lol. i told bagel years ago he’s racially ambiguous like his father. i get to talking to the animal control officer whos name is mr. jerry. he tries to give bagel some treats, but bagel is too focused on marking his territory that he doesn’t eat them. mr. jerry had two beagles and said he loves animals, saying that you have to love animals to work animal control. that made me feel good because i love animals, too and it’s awesome that he’s working in something he’s passionate about. work must not feel like work most times for him, and that’s amazing. after our conversation, bagel was hungry so we headed home. i fed him dinner and gave him the treats as a dessert. afterwards, he looked at me wanting more, but those three pieces from mr. jerry was all i had.

i’ll have to get the name of them next time i see him.

-ratha, 6:24pm, 8.18.25