I’ve lived in and around major cities, but never in the Midwest.
Fuck about a year ago or so I was driving home from work at 5am and there was a loose dog in the street. I pulled over, popped my door open, and it hopped inside and rolled over for belly rubs. Sweetest little thing ever, and if I had not been paying attention, it would have been a pancake.
Maybe I’ve always lived in places with good animal control. I couldn’t imagine stray dogs being let roam around in any of the places I’ve spent significant parts of my life. I once lived in a place that was regularly broken into, but God forbid there be a dog roaming around unattended.
chicago area here. Have seen dead dogs and cats in roads only a few times in like five decades but granted that is usually pretty close to them getting struck. Pet carcasses tend not to just lay in the road the way like a squirel one might.
I’ve lived in and around major cities, but never in the Midwest.
Maybe I’ve always lived in places with good animal control. I couldn’t imagine stray dogs being let roam around in any of the places I’ve spent significant parts of my life. I once lived in a place that was regularly broken into, but God forbid there be a dog roaming around unattended.
chicago area here. Have seen dead dogs and cats in roads only a few times in like five decades but granted that is usually pretty close to them getting struck. Pet carcasses tend not to just lay in the road the way like a squirel one might.