She was one of those tiny purse dogs (I don't know dog names) so I figured I could just scoop her up but she kept an inch away from me every time I got close and so I ended up walking after a strange dog in a coat for like a mile. And it kept running in the road in front of other people's cars and I'd have to dart out to get them to slow down and they'd give me a look like “Keep your dog on a leash, bitch” but I DON'T EVEN HAVE A DOG, SO STOP GIVING ME EVIL EYES. …

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