train track bassett

I went out early last Sunday to get some photos and came across this guy wandering down the tracks looking sad and plaintive as only a bassett hound can. I wondered what drove this dog to a life as a hobo; was it drinking? A messy divorce? I could only speculate. I decided not to get involved, to just leave him alone with his demons, to just snap the shot and move on. The right thing to do? I don't know but don't judge me, I'm not out to save the world.