I was walking west on St Mark's Place toward Broadway. I heard somebody shouting "Stop that dog!" Then saw a group of guys running down Lafayette, but I didn't see a dog.
Shortly thereafter, I saw an exhausted woman with a leash trying to run to the direction of the shouting.
I kept walking and turned north on Broadway. I had reached 9th Street when I heard the shouting again. I saw a very wet golden retriever-ish dog running in the street and against traffic, but directly toward me. The dog skillfully dodged my attempt to catch it, and proceeded to dart its way through oncoming traffic before ... disappearing again.
The reader asks:
Any other reports of this story? Does anyone know how it ended?
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