Notes
worst run ever. (if you read my finsta, there is little to no new information here)
I was running up 15th street by Muza and saw a pug eating out of the garbage of a house. I approached the puggo to say hello (because I make bad decisions). The puggo is old and needs to see a vet from looking at him, so I pet him for a bit and told him I'd be right back with my car. He was a very happy and friendly boy. I ran home asap to get my car and get this guy some help. He wasnt there when I got back, and I searched for him for a long time. I then came home and finished my run in a depressed state. I hope he's ok