<human>: My dog got out of her unreliable electric fence tonight while my dad was letting her out. Being the (fastest) runner of my household, I knew I had the best chance of chasing her down and catching her. But before I went out, the thought actually crossed my mind, *I should really put on my running shoes so I don't get injured before my 5k this weekend.* As smart as that would have been, I knew I wouldn't have time to lace them. My regular shoes would have to do. In full panic-mode, adrenaline levels spiking, I ran out the door and grabbed a flashlight from my dad.

So there I was, trotting on wet grass in the middle of the night, shining a light in every direction. I basically took a wild guess and ran behind my neighbors' houses until I reached the top of the street. I paused there, looking around for any sign of movement. For a second I was overwhelmed with the thought that she could be anywhere Then suddenly a dark blob caught my attention near somebody's trashcan in the distance. I got closer and ah yes, the blob was indeed a german shepherd. There she was, acting all casual, sniffing the ground like she wasn't a runaway on the loose. Grabbing her by the collar, I proceeded to lead her back to the house. The rest of my family was still shouting her name and looking in the wrong place. I felt like such a hero when I called out to them *FOUND HER.* I felt good knowing I had successfully captured my escaped dog and got a really small workout in the process. It was a crazy night.

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<bot>: I took a rest day because of the rain, but since my dog ran away, I had to run in the rain anyways to find her