So I'm walking on the trail this morning, and a lady walking four dogs approaches from the opposite direction. The lead dog, who isn't leashed, confidently waddles up to me to get some behind-the-ear scritches, which I happily supply in abundance. (I have quite an overstock so I can easily spare them.) Then I look up to see the other three puppers patiently waiting for their respective turns, entire bodies wagging happily in anticipation.
Again, I oblige. I'm like Santa for dogs on Christmas morning over here.
Next thing I know, I am tangled up in leashes, and I suddenly realize this could be a ruse for a kidnapping. (Then I remember: I'm poor, so I should be okay.)
Eventually, I get extracted from the leash tangle, and bid them all a good day.
This will be an excellent day.
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