If the dog wouldn’t have stopped to shit he would’ve caught the rabbit
So lately when go I jogging at night I keep almost getting attacked by vicious dogs. There is one particular Arcadia street which I prefer to jog through because of the lovely 60’s era tri-level houses, and because there are unlikely to be gangsters, trashy people drinking in their front yards or any other riff … If the dog wouldn’t have stopped to shit he would’ve caught the rabbit