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  • We always park at Sears when we go to the mall. There are always spaces near the door. That's nothing against Sears. I think it's a great store with excellent products. But about 80% of the people wandering the mall are under 20 years old, and Sears lacks the "coolness" of Spencers or Claires. So we park at Sears.

    Yesterday my partner and I were out running errands and decided to stop at the mall for lunch. I was craving a Charley's grilled sub. As I pulled in to a space near the door, I suddenly slammed the brakes. Jon's intake of breath told me he saw it too. A little black puppy, no more than four pounds, was squirming out of the rear wing window of a white Ford explorer. Jon was already diving out of the car but the puppy birthed itself and hit the pavement.

    Here's a quick fact, on a 70 degree day the inside of a car can reach 112 degrees.

    The fall didn't seem to injure the little dog and it ran off with Jon in pursuit. I parked and took off after them. With the assistance of two women we captured the frightened animal. Jon clutched it to his chest and the pug-mix panted for a moment and then fell asleep. Using my phone I took a quick picture of the Explorer's license plate and we went into Sears to have the owners paged. The office staff of Sears also contacted mall security to have the page made over the mall's system. Each passing minute that the owners didn't come to claim the pup Jon used to stoke the fire of anger. I tried to keep him calm but it wasn't an easy task since I agreed with him.

    Finally, 20 minutes later, we left our phone number with the Sears staff and headed back to our car. As we walked past the jewelry counter an unshaven man with a sleeveless T-shirt called us with a , "There it is!" He took the dog from Jon with a perfunctory "Thanks." Jon wasn't done. He started to tell the man how incredibly cruel it had been to leave the dog in a car in the sun. It was having no effect on the owner. I pulled Jon away before the man could shrug and say something stupid like, "It's just a dog."

    When we got to the parking lot a woman in bright pink harem pants was belting two crying little girls into the back seat of the Explorer. They obviously were worried about their missing pet. With any luck they'll be more responsible.
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