Our team, Team Leopard, was charged with catching and vaccinating free-roaming dogs only (another team would come and vaccinate the owned dogs later), so we passed any dog with a collar, indicating the dog was owned. Arnie and I noticed a thin young adult dog with a bright blue collar, but as we got closer we realized something wasn’t right. What we had mistaken for a collar was actually a thick ring of plastic. The boys gave chase along the road, but the dog escaped and ran off across a rice field. We finished our day and headed back to the hotel but my thoughts kept returning to that dog with the blue plastic ring caught around her neck.