In the doorway
we see the sniffing nose,
the furry little body.
Isn’t that—
I look—
Buddy?
His tongue out,
he jumps
into Malia’s lap.
And then I remember. Grandpa!
Mrs. Hershkowitz!
He looks at me,
puts his heavy hand on my shoulder.
You have to check, Etan,
can you do that?
Mrs. Agbayani and Malia
agree to come,
and the three of us
and Buddy go out into the street.