Inspired by Paul Davidson's recent post about people fearing conversations. I'd like to thank Paul as well as plagiarism for being such a grey line.

Scene: A sunny summer day in Nova Scotia. A man is walking along the roadside. A woman approaches him, walking in the opposite direction, with two identical large white poodles on leash. Not knowing better, you could be convinced there was only one poodle and the woman was using mirrors for the second.

MAN: "Oh, a bit of a poodle hog are we?"

She smiles as she passes me but says nothing.

MAN: "One just wasn't enough?"

Still nothing as the man looks over his shoulder at her back.