When I made it back to the front yard, it seemed the hound dog had found himself a companion. He was going to town like nobody's business too. Not that I thought a dog cares about that sort of thing. I know some men that don't care either.
I heard a twig snap behind me, and I whirled around, feeling the blood rush to my face.
"It's kinda impolite to be gawking like that, City."