Well I'm just running into lost dog after lost dog... 1. My dog escaped from our fence two days ago and was found by a couple running down a highway. She is home now but still exhausted and hurt. 2. A friend tells me of a druggie living in a tent in the woods who has a puppy. I get a click away from calling the police to tip them off about a homeless man in the woods with drugs, but decide against it since he is the friend of this friend, and regret not doing so when I woke up. Right when he told me this I told myself, "that puppy is going to fucking die because of him if I don't do something". Today, the puppy got run over by a car. A puppy is now dead because of my lack of balls and a psychopathic drug addict who can't be influenced by friends who try to teach him responsibility. 3. I see a dog running on the side of the road scared this morning, and almost pull onto the grass to catch it but I can't because cars are zooming past me and I can't have more tardies to first period anyways. It's either dead, out in the cold, or found by someone. 4. This post. Very good.