Sport must love it when I read the paper on our walks.

This morning, I looked up from my paper to see a woman passing by. She gave Sport and me a funny look. She looked at him, then she looked at me. A smile slowly crept across her face. I figured this was the usual smile Sport tends to elicit from oh, everybody, because he’s so darned cute.

But no.

I looked down and saw that a giant bagel was hanging out of Sport’s little mouth. Thankfully, I was able to snatch it away before he did too much damage.