I live in a nice neighborhood where people are rich and allays are clean. I walk in an ally and having good time. Sun, cold, what a nice combination! Sky is real, real blue, and pleasing the eye. I walk very slowly, I am not in a rush. It is walk for the pleasure, it is walk for myself. I am passing few big houses, and I am suddenly shocked. Big dog barks at me, and it is by itself. What a heck? My heart, Oh my Gush! No chain, no owner; It is running toward me and looking for fight. What to do? I don’t know. I am looking around: No cars. Thanks God. I am crossing the road, away from the dog. That’s it. I am safe, the dog does not chase me. I am going my way, dog is going its way. I blame it's owner house. Damn stupid dog, damn his owner. I am not harmed, but my mood is depressed. Why do these people have dogs? Are they scared of something? These dogs bark and chase innocent people who just crossing the road. It’s getting crazy. Should I call the police or buy little gun? To kill crazy dogs who are loose on the grass.

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