Steve and Buddy

The barista says there’s a dog outside by the name of Steve.

“Funny thing is, the dog’s owner is named Buddy,” the barista says with a smile. “That always cracks me up.”

He takes my order. When he asks for my name, I tell him it’s for “Michael, the human.”

The barista doesn’t laugh, so I make a mental note to send my dog in to order next time.