Met a friend for coffee at the Crossroads center in Carmel. The cafe has a large outdoor plaza. The roses were gorgeous, actually all the garden were beautiful, more beautiful then I could do. I thought of the number of men and chemicals used to coax these flowers into being.

While waiting I watched the older people with their small furry well groomed dogs sitting at the tables. As a new dog would enter the area, the dogs would begin to bark furiously and pull at their leashes. The owners would talk baby talk to them, oblivious to the bared teeth and vicious eyes. These dogs are monsters in their cute hair cuts and markings.