Dog Chaser

I just chased a dog who doesn't respond to her name down Miami residential streets for the past hour. Yelling her name in rapid succession the entire way wasn't enough to make me look like a complete douchebag... the fact that I was dripping sweat, in a full sprint, and repeatedly recovering my camoflauge UT hat that kept flying backwards off my head cuz I didn't have a coherent moment to tighten the strap... these all added to my glory. Finally the time came. We got her on lock down - me and two other dog-owners. She came to me. Tail between legs. Eyes big and watery. I woulda used the F-word, but she isnt' my dog. xokat