We were walking our dogs one by one this past week because our second leash broke. The neighbor kids are in love with the boys, maybe because they are one of the few non pits that are walked around the neighborhood. Anyways I digress, a girl rides her bike up to Lemony and trays to pet him. Lenny freaks and pulls out of his collar and runs down the street. Sullivan of all streets. We go after him and as the cars stop and are honking their horns (thank goodness he's deaf), I wait for Brian to get him. Didn't realize I was standing on the corner. I gentleman with a mustang stopped and continue looked at me, then around to see who was watching, and back at me. It took me a moment to realize what he was doing. I finally got it and stated "that's my dog and husband". He then turned the corner. Lesson learned.
