Buried Treasure
In Santa Cruz
I walk into the dumpster area of our apartment complex to dump
my trash and notice a nice mellow brown-and-white dog resting
alongside the dumpster. I give him a smile and, before I can
put my plastics into the plastic recycle bin on the left, a
scraggy wild-looking dude jumps up from inside the dumpster on
my right, grins and explains:
"Looking for buried treasures."
I gave him the high sign and moved on.