Don't Dog a Dog

Walker Evans and I went down Norwood Avenue from our house across Bryant Street on our way to Summer Street during our afternoon walk. A couple of houses past the Norwood/Bryant intersection, he stopped to sniff a lawn.
Suddenly, from the left, three dogs in a car started barking at Walker, two of them in an annoying, yippy manner. A few seconds later, the dog in the house whose lawn Walker Evans was sniffing, a Labrador retriever, joined in the barking with his/her deeper bark.
Walker looked at the car, looked up at the window the other dog was in, assumed the position and produced a magnificent poo, and gave the barking dogs a disdainful "bark at me, will you?" look while I bagged his art work.