Good Deeds Do Go Unpaid

Your Photo of the day: "Inspirational Garbage"

I was walking home through Central Park, and this little dog came running by dragging a leash. I didn't see anyone running after it, so I grab it and walked back in the direction it came from. It kept jumping on me and biting my pants or my backpack. It would try to bite other dogs it got near. It was one misbehaving dog. I had little doggy-paw print patterns all over my jeans for the rest of the day.

The face of a fugitive

I walked around with that annoying little dog for a good hour, but didn't see anyone that looked like they lost something. I suddenly began receiving attention from girls with the little dog. I had some Chinese guy come and take pictures of me like I was some special scene (by then we probably looked like two lost fugitives on the run). I took the dog to the Central Park Zoo because they probably knew what to do with animals, and left it there with the Park employees.

Of course I'd take a lose dog back to its owner, but by the time I dumped it at CPZ, I was tired, cold and hungry, and was not happy with that dog at all. I entertained the idea of setting the dog lose again and letting natural selection take its course...