Get A Dog

A nutter comes up and touches the Bulldogs while I'm waiting outside the supermarket. Long fingers, crazy eyes. He tells me he wants to get a wolf. 

"A wolf?" I say.

"Yes," he says.

Idiot, I think.

Then he tells me he wants to catch a fox and domesticated.

"A fox?"

"Yeah."

"Domesticate it?"

"Yeah."

“So, you’d let it out of the house?”

“Sure, I guess.”

“To wander in your next door neighbour’s yards?”

“Maybe.”

"I don't think that is possible."

"We'd find out, hey?"

What world do some people live in, I think? Get a dog, you idiot, I also think.

He walks away fingers twitching.