Photo and text by Maggie Berkvist.
“NO! I WANT MY TREAT:” Before this Parking Garage changed hands a month or two ago, there was an employee—originally from Italy and a bit older than the rest—who kept an apparently unending supply of treats for the dogs passing by on their evening walks…especially if the person on the other end of the leash was an attractive young woman. Now he’s gone, and some dogs, like this little pup, find it hard to accept the fact that, sadly, there are no more treats. Explaining the nightly parade of canine visitors to the newcomers, I did drop a hint that maybe they could keep up the tradition—but no, afraid not.
