Remember when

My sister reminded me this weekend that when we were young there were no leash laws.  All the neighborhood dogs would roam the streets, then go home whenever they got hungry.

As kids we knew whose dog was whose and greeted each by name.  They knew who belonged to the neighborhood and ran off any passing strays (both canine and human).

I'm pretty sure Mia and Pepper would have loved that world.

But I bet it sucked for the mailmen.
© Random Cathy
Maira Gall