I drove down the unfamiliar street, reading the house numbers. 2403… 2405… 2407… Bingo!
I parked on the street and was about to get out of my red Toyota Celica when a woman called out to me from the porch.
“Wait in your car while I bring Bruno into the house!”
I watched as she used a piece of food to lure an Akita, apparently Bruno, to the front door. She unhooked his collar from the vinyl-covered metal cable that it was tied to, and Bruno went into the house. The woman followed, closing the door behind her. She waved me in from a window.
I opened the front door and came upon the largest Akita I had ever seen.
While I didn’t feel that I was in imminent danger, it was clear that this dog was not particularly friendly to strangers. So I didn’t make eye contact. I simply strode past Bruno and into the living room. It was then that I noticed that the woman, Gail, was standing the hallway, watching from a distance.