🙁 On the way home from work I saw a white scraggly skinny dog run across the street. I pulled over and called to him. He looked at me so I threw him the biscuit I had in my pocket leftover from lunch. He came and got it and ran on his way.
I don't think I had a good chance of getting him to come near me. He had that "I'm running, I don't trust you or anyone, and I'm running" look about him... like he was frantic and not going to be easily soothed. It makes me really sad that I didn't try, though. But I was at a place on Noble Street that kind of scares me. And now I have to live with my pansy-ness. I'm gonna think about that guy all night. 🙁
I hope he's ok.
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