When My Dog Broke a Window and the Internet Put Us on Trial

the wood. I opened it to check the weather, and he bolted. The leash snapped out of my hand.

I grabbed my coat and boots, cursing, and ran after him into the blinding snow.

He didn’t run into the woods. He ran straight for the 24-hour superstore parking lot three blocks away. It’s the only place in town that doesn’t tow cars overnight.

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