I heard a man say behind me.
"Yes, it is." I responded and then tensely waited for one of a variety of anticipated responses:
"he's drinking the fountain water", "he's throwing trash in the fountain", or perhaps, "he just spit into the fountain."
But it wasn't that, instead it was.
"I have the greatest picture of him from the Pet Parade Day. He was standing in the middle of the green doing the macarana. Can I email it to you?"
How heart warming it was to have a stranger recognize and capture his joyful, innocent dance. Aj dances for the joy it brings him, not for an audience. I am sorry I didn't see him myself. I hope I get the picture.