Truck Dog | East Wenatchee, WA | 2011
Some dogs cower in the bed of a pickup. Some yip frantically at passing vehicles. But this guy owned that shortbed. Calm, observant, even a bit regal, he patiently sat and waited while the traffic lights went through their interminable cycle. When the light at last turned green and the truck moved forward, the dog looked back at me and gave an upward chin nod. “There,” he seemed to say. “Job done.”