As a column writer, I can share my real-life experiences with countless people. This is much more rewarding than when I try to tell a story firsthand to friends. Here’s an example of something that happened the other day.
I took my dog Toby for a walk, and about a third of the way around the lake he decided it was too cold and snowy, so he took off back to the shopping center where I had parked the car. A woman walking out of Kroger, where I usually shop, said she saw my companion run inside the store when the automatic doors opened.
I went to the service desk and told the lady that my dog was somewhere inside. She said, “OK, I’ll make an announcement to see if we can locate him.” Then she asked, “What kind of a dog is it?”