Canines are cute but are prone to slobbering, jumping and general mayhem.  Unless you stick some kind of a sphere in front of them, preferably one that is a brightly colored.  Now if the sphere is moving, well, then that’s bliss.

I was on one of my usual walks through the bright thoroughfares of Boston when I happened upon this scene:

Check out the look in the dog’s eye.  None else existed except for that large yellow sphere.  I attempted to get a shot of the dog without the yellow sphere but the American Gent was having none of it.  Nothing existed to him except for that yellow sphere.  So I shot away.  Notice that most of the photos are from the back end, as he never so much as turned around or regarded me.  Oh to be so in love I thought to myself.  Oh to be a yellow sphere: