I had a conversation with a neighbor up the street when her tiny white fluffy dogs escaped her backyard and beelined for my two. They were like ants next to my lugs, but the four seemed to enjoy the encounter, and I wondered if she knew a dog a couple of houses up from her had been hit by a car and died. We have speed bumps on our street, which seem to mainly serve as a challenge to drivers. Our street is parallel to a main highway and loads of people have discovered the trick of barreling up the street and intersecting with the highway at the end of it. The fact that the street is narrow and two cars can't pass safely doesn't deter them any more than the speed bumps.
So I made a tiny connection to a neighbor I'd never seen before, and did a good deed keeping her dogs by me until she made it down the stairs and could grab them. She thanked me. A dog rescue effected not by me as much as my dogs, who attracted enough attention to slow down the jumping bean dogs. But it was a nice moment.
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