An elderly gentleman decides to take his aging dog for a one last walk around central London, for old time’s sake. They take the tube and head for Green Park. At first this all seems like a great idea, a bit of an adventure for them both, but then his dog only goes and dies in the middle of the park.
Well this is very distressing. And what to do with his dead dog? He can’t just leave it there. So he manages to carry the surprisingly heavy dog to the side of the park, laying it beneath a bush where it’s less conspicuous. Then he rushes off to buy a suitcase in a nearby department store. Upon his return, he carefully lifts the dog’s body into the case and heads for home.
Feeling emotionally drained and physically exhausted by all the carrying and rushing about, the elderly gentleman falls asleep on the tube, enabling someone mean-spirited to steal his suitcase.
The elderly gentleman’s upset of course. After all, he’s just lost his dog, twice in a way. But his grief is softened just a little by a recurring image of the thief’s face upon opening up the heavily laden suitcase.