XOXO

I just saw a man scattering Kibbles n’ Bits in Copley Square. He held the bag with one hand and reached in for handful after handful with the other, tossing the little brown shapes like wedding rice. I tried not to crunch any as I walked through them, so as not to disrupt his mysterious project and not to leave smelling like dog food.

I wonder what happened after I left. Specifically, I wonder if all the dogs in the park suddenly gathered around him and marched and munched in a swirly kaleidoscope.