Seen on the loooooong and steep entrance to Target at DeZavala and IH10.
Reminds me of the time my brother and I were coming down a hill that was several miles long on the highway into Colorado Springs, 1987.
A car was parked on the shoulder, and half a mile down the hill a blind person (cane, shades and all!) was chasing their guide dog.
We wondered at the time if it was a piss break gone wrong, but more importantly who was driving?
I was betting on the dog.
We had driven straight through the night and most of the next day from San Antonio and were a little loopy, but we both saw it.
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