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| The other day I was picking up a pizza from Little Ceasar's and when I pulled into my parking space I noticed there was some sort of loose dog in the grass. | |
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| Some sort of loose wolf dog? | |
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| He was sniffing around and I was afraid to leave the car with the delicious pizza and crazy bread, but I had to get home with the pizza before it got cold. | |
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| Actually, by the time I finally worked up the courage to get out of the car, he was already across the street and completely ignored me. | |
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