Yesterday I went food shopping with my oldest sister. But before we waded into the fray, we went to the park with Mr. Dog.
We found two dogs wandering, it seemed, by themselves in the park. Being soft-hearted dog lovers, we worried about them. Because Park is in a very small town, we stopped by Town Hall rather than calling the police to report stray dogs. We were treated politely, listened to, and someone else had called in earlier.
It was strange to be in a police station yesterday. But I was not afraid.