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Coming back from an errand, I saw a small grey dog emerge from either our driveway or the one next-door. It looked at me quizzically but then decided, as dogs do, that it didn't like me and ran off in the direction of the train tracks, stubby legs pumping. I looked around the corner for anyone who might have been a questing owner but saw only an old lady toiling in the opposite direction and not looking around, and a pair of gardeners. I hope the doggie found its way home or was found by its people.
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