I looked out and heared bombs....fireworks....and a shadow with it's tail between it's legs down my street.Scurieng for shelter.And shartering noises of guns and small fireworks.howling of other owned dogs.I felt so bad I wanted to call it over and keep it.But yet,we have two small dogs already.My street was in the outbounds of a big town named truro.Down the street I can see the lights of truro.When I saw that stray dog I felt man kind was taking over everything.It has.