It was an innocent enough question, the man interrupting me mid-stride as I pushed my newborn around the park in her pram.
“Excuse me,” he said politely. “You haven’t seen a black dog around here have you?”
While I shook my head no and moved on, what I really wanted to answer was “Yes! It’s snapping at my heels and I’m trying desperately to outrun it every day.” However doing that would mean admitting a truth too troubling to face.