I live in the middle of Scotland Yard. I am surronded by dogs including the Turkey in my own backyard. At 11:30pm every night they all start barking like they are searching for dalmation puppies. Last night was no exception. If Charlie isn't barking, it's as if he is waiting for the dog down the street to stop talking before he answers him. It's pretty crazy. So now on my way to work and on our walks I am on the look out for a pack of roaming dalmation puppies.
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