Forty torches, one very confused dog

Biscuit slipped his lead at dusk. Within an hour there were forty people out with torches, three group chats, and a teenager on a bike doing laps of the park like a search-and-rescue helicopter.

They found him asleep behind a shed, entirely unbothered, faintly irritated at the fuss. Half the street stayed out chatting for another hour afterwards. Some of them had never spoken before.

Has your neighbourhood ever surprised you when it counted?

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