Completely androgynous elderly person, smoker’s voice, to me:
Those are beautiful dogs. Are they gentle?
Me: Thanks, yeah.
CAEP: And the weather. Isn’t it nice?
Me: Sure is.
CAEP: Are you the guy from the other street?
Me: Well, I don’t know if I’m who you’re thinking of. I live around the corner.
CAEP: Yeah, yeah. Your dogs are beautiful. Are you a gentle boy?
Me: (I assume CAEP was addressing Roger) Yeah he sure is.
CAEP: My cat. The heat has been so bad on the cat I had to take him to the vet.
Me: Too hot?
CAEP: Well he had to get one of those, you know, (makes pointing and shoving gesture) enemas. Because he was so, so, so stopped up.
CAEP: How old is he?
Me: Roger is about 5.
CAEP: He’s 35. You know, for every year it’s seven years.
Me: I’ve heard that. They pack a lot of living in, I guess.
CAEP: And how old is the other one?
Me: Twelve or 13
CAEP: (tilts head, pauses) She’s over 100.