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June 6, 2008
A large yellow dog, dragging a leash, ran under a car as I was walking towards the park. The driver jumped on the breaks; the dog continued its puzzled trot on the pavement, only to attempt suicide again two minutes later. Stupid mutt! I ran to it and grabbed the leash, half expecting it to bite. It just stopped, and let me pet it. Stupid mutt... Finally I found the owner: a half-conscious tramp with a can of beer in his hand. He was looking for the dog in a similarly confused way the dog was looking for him.