I found a dog once. He was just running down the street, in a very affluent 'hood, obviously not supposed to be out. He was wayyyyy cute, I think he was a Fox Terrior. When I first saw him in the distance, I thought he was a rabbit, he was so fast.

I tried to catch him, but every time I got up next to him and slowed down, he'd speed up, which made people think he was my dog, and I got scolded for not having him on a leash. I ended up riding along with him, pointing him out to passing cars so he wouldn't get hit (at least he was running in the breakdown lane, which was good). Eventually he turned down a less busy street, and I had to leave because I was going to work, and really, what could I do if I did catch him? I was on a bike, after all. I couldn't hold him and the bike, and walk. So, I left and called animal control. Leaving him was the hardest thing to do. I still wonder what happened to him.