She got out of her car and grabbed the dog, and read the tag on his collar. (This is in full rush-hour traffic) She was in a hurry because she was taking some McDonalds food to her son at baseball practice (or something like that). Neither of us were familiar with the neighborhood, so I went into sidewalk-bike-commando mode and spun around the block until I located a guy taking out his trash and got directions from him.
I returned to the lady in the station wagon and we rode to the house where the dog presumably lived.
It all worked out. Dog and owner were re-united. I got some excitement in my bike ride. Sadly, the little boy’s McDonalds food did not survive. In all the rukus, the dog ate most of the french fries.
Elapsed Time: 00:54:35
Max Speed: 35.4mph
Average Speed: 9.6mph
Distance: 8.7 miles