While I was in this corner shop, I noticed a dog behind the counter.
"Is that your little helper then?" I said to the shopkeeper, not that the dog was little as it was a Bullmastiff.
The man smiled. The dog stood on its hindlegs with his paws on the counter.
"You heard me then," I said to the dog. After sniffing my hand, he allowed me to pat his head.
I love speaking to animals.
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