Being a mini hero

A few days ago I was driving on 50th heading to Minneapolis when a dog, probably a Labrador, went running across the street. There was a leash attached to the dog.

I followed the dog, intending to “rescue” him and track down the owner. I made a quick right and headed up France ave. I soon found I wasn’t alone. A man on a bicycle, a woman jogger, and another car were all in pursuit. The dog would have none of it, and four blocks later I bowed out.

Why did the dog attract so much attention?

There are few opportunities to do something which immediately makes one into a “mini hero” or even a person “doing good.” There are few opportunities to step out of the “usual” routine and have an adventure.

Those in pursuit simply wanted to help the dog, and how great was that.