Sylvania, Ohio USA
The truck was officially labeled and so was the Dog Warden's uniform. The uniform included a wide brimmed hat, a safari-like shirt and trousers, both with too many pockets to count without asking the man to stand still. Clearly, this fellow was the Dog Warden.
He self served a coffee - believed to be 20 ounces - then moved toward the island display that
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The smartly dressed public official, with bun in one hand and tongs in the other - reach for a plain old ballpark offering. He slid his dog gently into his bun.
Recognizing what had just taken place, an observer said to the Warden, "Going after the easy ones, huh?"
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