This is just like those Hallmark movies! No matter where I go or what I'm doing, I keep running into the dog.
First I was in the city, then we just bumped into each other. Then I went to the park, and can you guess who was there? I thought I might run an errand near the ocean for the bakery I run that has been in my family for three generations but is in danger of being purchased by a big greedy faceless corporation, and that dog was there too!
Oh, I just don't know what to do. We're going to lose the bakery, and if only there were someone who loves cookies so much that they would be willing invest all of their hard earned money into paying our late mortgage.
I dunno. I guess I'll just keep wandering the city worrying about the future of my family owned local business.