It must have been his girlfriend’s purse dog.
He was in his late 20’s, beefy with a tribal style, tattoo sleeve. The couple was crossing the street. The woman was wearing heels and a teal dress … A very tight teal dress which greatly enhanced her derriere. The dog skirted around like the cute miniature yorkie it was. The couple continued crossing the street. The tattooed sleeve paused his steps and stood looking, allowing the tilt of his head to advertise the focus of his mind upon the woman’s hamstring muscles underneath a revealing posh sheath of cultural permission.
Who is the dog?