"... Crazy Chester followed me, and he caught me in the fog.
He said, "I will fix your rack, if you'll take Jack, my dog."
I said, "Wait a minute, Chester, you know I'm a peaceful man."
He said, "That's okay, boy, won't you feed him when you can ..."
(J. R. Robertson, "The Weight")
(That's a zoom view from my porch in the last few days. I like the blurred effect.)

