me followed by a fat lad screaming “Eleanor, please! Come back! Someone grab the dog!”
I gave chase for about 10 minutes but she got away from us. She thought it was a game so just kept stopping, waiting for us to catch up and then run away again. The bloke was mortified. Said it wasn’t even his dog. Imagine having to tell the owner?
I can only hope someone will pick her up and take her to a pound or something, assuming she didn't meet a grisly end underneath a hipster's unicycle.
On another note, I am definitely very unfit. I had to use my mate's asthma inhaler and I don't even have asthma