Earlier today outside during work I saw this seeming stray dog just hanging about the premises for the second time this past weekend. I thought she would have long run off after spending just a few minutes wandering around, get bored seeing that no one here would feed her, and go away. Especially after experiencing the first deadly chemical release ... which for some reason we started having about three times a day the past few days I have been there at work ... and I don't think they make respirators that for a dog's face.
It turns out she has been here a long time, so much so that most people in the plant know her and gave her a name. ... They call her Bromine.