A letter... which never made it to the red box!
Not so dear stray dogs of my society, I’m sure you must be in the pink of your health! How do I know? Oh well, who can know better! Isn’t it obvious from the way u bark your lungs out? It seems you get an unexplainable pleasure barking without any reason and distressing the poor residents of the society. And no, you never bark unaccompanied. You have to gather all your friends, who feel they are missing some rock show and come wagging their tails to join you, from the nearby communities and perform a chorus kinda thing, which is mind you, not very soothing for our ears even though if you feel you are as good as the Beatles or the likes! Moreover, you don’t need a time table for that, do you? You tend to do that any time of the day and even worse any time during night depending on your mood, every single day! What’s even more amazing is the fact that we, the residents of the society, cannot do anything about it (thanks to some animal lovers’ protest) and therefore you callous canines...
