|Who wouldn't stop for him?|
But, there was an elderly man with a white beard and beaded hat also watching the dog and once the dog was safe, we got to talking. After we had thoroughly ripped apart the dog’s owner, he asked me if I believed in the paranormal.
Turned out the man was 90 years old. He told me all about the visions he had and the visitors who gave him messages. We walked along talking about his experiences and then all of a sudden, he broke into a RUN and left me standing there. What kind of behavior is that? I had questions! I wanted to know how come he looked like an elf!
That’s the last time I stop for an old man no matter who magically appeared in his kitchen. I’ll still stop for little dogs though.
So, what happened to you on the way home?