Apparently the /thing/ has been nicknamed Tiddles :D
Okay, well, I just saw some kind of, uh, dog, piranha, cross, thing? Out the back of the pub by the garbage bins. It didn't see me, and I slipped around front, but I'm not going to lie here, it kind of freaked me out just seeing it. It's like, six inch teeth on a beagle-sized dog? It's, just... just no. That's, that's not supposed to be a thing. How is that a thing that's here?? Where are they all coming from?! Also there's three tranquilizer darts hanging off its ass, so obviously someone's trying to, you know, get a handle on the, this situation, and it's not working. I'm just saying: maybe don't go out the back door. Or the front... you know what, maybe, maybe just stay in the pub. Stay here. It's great in here, am I right? So let's just, you know, stay here. For now. Well whatever, you do what you want, but I'm staying in here. Okay? Yeah, crown royal, double, neat. Holy hell.
Hi Jone, well, you might want to take off your sunglasses in here ... ~bartender? A good Schnaps for the fella, he's seen unspeakable things! Cheers!