I was walking Holly when I turned a corner and saw an neighbor. We talked for a bit, each walking our pets. Mine was a Dalmatian and Great Pyrenees mix. Hers was a miniature horse.
It might have seemed strange in another neighborhood to find someone walking a miniature horse, but in our neighborhood, it was normal. We walked and talked and laughed until she turned another corner to go home.
Holly and I continued our walk until we made it home. Tomorrow was another day to find something else interesting happening in the neighborhood.