Bullied by Teens
I had just started down my street to go get my doggie pal Echo for a walk when some idiot kids in a passing vehicle tossed a full pop can at me, narrowly missing me, and spraying me with ginger ale. The can struck the sidewalk as I fixed my eyes on the speeding car (and heard the cackling from within) and repeated the license plate number out loud, over and over, until I could get my Blackberry out of its holster and write the number down. …