Doggelganger

UES, Second Avenue, Thursday, 8PM

A feeble-looking elderly woman with a walker is on the sidewalk with her poodle. As I pass her, the dog barks and jumps at me excitedly, his tail wagging furiously. The dog's leash gets tangled in the old lady's walker and I stop to help her.

"Thank you very much! Wow, he really likes you."

"Oh, he probably just smells my cat."

I turn to walk away.

"No, it's because you look so much like my husband!"

Oh. Damn.