Continue the story game

So I'm uber bored and we probably know how this goes but I'll give an example. So this is a story game and you can add however many sentences to continue it. Then the next person will post and it continues on until I deem the story has ended and we can go onto the next one.

Rules: 
1) Keep everything PG-13 
2) Don't bully someone with the writing skills they have. We are each capable of our own things.
3) Have fun.

Example: 
Daphne101: It was a bright and sunny morning when all of a sudden the peace and tranquility was broken by a noise in the distance.
Member1: Turning on her heels to see a brown fluffy cow running with a chicken on it's head.

So on and so on.

Starting sentence: 
The light-blonde and brown highlighted haired young woman was walking down the streets of New York City. Laurel had woken up this mornin to go shopping. Walking slowly down the sidewalk on every intention to reach the store when all of a sudden a loud noise was filling into her ears from up ahead.

Here we go, Imma take a try :) Let's see how this goes!)

Once she had gotten closer to the sound she was able to clearly see what it had been. There was a large crowd of people on their horses, which had been dyed in some very interesting patterns, parading down the streets with large boomboxes. Cars were stopped as people yelled and honked at them to get off the road.

Blinking her chocolate brown eyes, as they narrowed to take in the brightness of the horses around her. ‘Interesting color palette if I do say so myself.....needs more glitter and pink.’ The thought entering into her head as the horses started moving on with the parade. Laurel, swiveling her head to another sound echoing in the distance that was louder; followed after by a younger guy yelling “Bruno!” Her brown eyes widening at the large animal moving in the distance. 

(had to read that a few times so sorry if I misinterpret it!)

Laurel stared up at the beast wide-eyed. It appeared to be a... prehistoric flying yet... fat dinosaur..? "What the heck kind of animal is THAT?" Laurel (mistakenly) said out loud. "That would be Bruno- my pet bull!"  The young man yelled back, running after his bull. Laurel was taken aback by the response. Was it even legal to have a pet bull in NYC?? He dashed after the bull- only to end up face-first into the bull's back end when it abruptly stopped. Laurel's eyes cast in front of the bull. So that's why the bull stopped so fast, Laurel thought to herself. It seemed as though...