Someone on Gulou Dongdajie owns a rather magnificent Shetland Sheepdog (much too big for inside the 3rd Ringroad, but what kind of enforcement of those regulations is there?). I quite often pass him on my evening walk home.
Usually this dog is serene and quiet, but a few nights ago as I walked past he started barking quite agitatedly about something.
I stopped and looked him in the face (our eyelines were almost level, since he was standing in a shop doorway at the top of a short flight of steps) and said, "What?! Jimmy's fallen down the well??"
I thought it was funny.
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