So Sad

On Tuesday morning, I walked four miles. As I was leaving the neighborhood and heading for the fitness trail, a little old lady with red, puffy eyes approached me. She told me someone had stolen her dog out of her yard on Saturday and she's just beside herself because she misses him so much. I've seen her walking her tiny, fluffy dog on other mornings so I didn't even need to see the photograph she showed me. I asked her the dog's name and I left her with all the determination in the world to locate and return her beloved Chester.

But, alas, I never saw him. Poor Chester. Poor Little Old Lady. I hope he finds his way home soon.