While we were sitting at our gate in Houston, a lady with a tiny little dog sat down next to us. My mom started chatting with her and realized she had accidentally brought two dog biscuits in her jacket pocket (they were for our dogs, who, when they realized they were being boarded, were not interested). Instead of throwing them away, she was able to give them to the tiny little thing that was freaking out about being carried around in a bag.
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