This morning I was fulfilling my duties as the Director of the Arbour Lake Department of Bernese Mountain Dogs, minding my own business and taking my Berner, Sarge, for an emptying, when I encountered someone who had a container hanging on a strap around their neck. The container featured air vents and a clear plastic half-dome windshield. I thought it might have been a re-entry pod or something space-related. From a distance I could see a passenger moving inside and I thought maybe it was a ferret or possibly a stoat. Turns out it was neither.
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