I had a (sort of) similar experience a few months ago. I was riding down Carrington Road (a busy arterial route) at about 5pm and saw a little kid in nappies wandering along the edge of the road. Stopped my bike, jumped off, dumped my helmet (trying not to scare the little kid) and went towards him. He took off as fast as his little skinny legs could carry him - straight towards a busy intersection!
So I took off after him. Bike boots and full gear are apparently not designed for running in - I must have been quite a sight! (Glad I'm female - if it was a bloke doing that I'm sure the polices would have been there in a second)
Anyway I grabbed him before he got to the intersection, but that left me holding a squirming toddler, beside a very busy road in rush hour, and no idea where he belonged. (And he wasn't co-operating with my questions about where he lived.) So I walked back up the road the way he'd been coming from and went up to each house and banged on the door. Nobody home in any of them. Eventually I came to a house with toys all over the front yard and the door wide open. After a fair while of me banging and yelling a woman came to the door all bleary-eyed from a nap. She didn't look especially surprised to see a stranger standing there with her kid.
I handed the kid over and said something a bit grumpy to her about being more careful in future. She started blaming another kid who must have been about 4 years old and who was apparently left in charge of the toddler while the mother slept! Tragedy waiting to happen. I wonder if either of those kids are still alive. Poor little tots.
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