The Lost Dog
Early in the morning I went for my usual 3-mile run in Flushing Meadows-Corona Park. On the overpass leading to the zoo I saw a dog off leash, a young tan bit bull, that ran up to people, looking confused and unsure what to do. He jumped up on me in a greeting, which I did not particularly like but it revealed a good-natured dog, he had a blue collar with a two-feet piece of rope tied to it.
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