I love dogs, but

by Josef Taylor

It’s Sunday. I’m up at 8 and on my way to work after having far too much fun with Dani, Nads, and Sumit at last night’s Ty Segall show. To say that I was pleased this morning at the sight of two german shepherds standing at the roadside would be to a grand fabrication. Only one of them took off after me (thank goodness for his friend’s lack of excitement), but boy if that didn’t get me halfway to work before I caught my breath.

Why am I being chased by german shepherds on my commute through the center of the second most populous city in the US? And why does this happen (albeit generally with smaller dogs) on a weekly basis? Who lets dogs roam free on city streets?