Today I was walking with a couple friends in the mission. We came to an intersection and watched a tiny dog across the street trailing behind its people as they went over the crosswalk. Picture it: little toothpick legs moving back and forth at the rate of a typist's fingers, making ever effort not to fall behind (despite the leash) and get squished by a car. A dog so small that the driver wouldn't even feel its little body under the wheel. When they got to the other side, the dog stopped in the gutter, knowing the task of climbing the curb was quite behind it. However, since the woman holding the leash refused to wait, the dog made its best effort. And got stuck. Those little legs just couldn't do it!
I'm not sure, but I think the woman finally bent down and lifted the dog onto the curb.
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That's sad. :(
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