Jack looked out the window of his old apartment and saw a middle aged man with a briefcase walking down the sidewalk. Usually he would bark, in fact he would always bark. But not today, he had to be on his best behavior. He was going to do something that had been highly illegal for dog-kind since the beginning of time. Jack was going to talk. In human speak. He knew what would happen, the other dogs would be quick to take him away before his owner called the police. He would then be taken underground and locked up. Forever maybe. But Jack didn't care he couldn't fool his owner anymore. Before he worked up the nerve to say something, he heard a bark from outside. Jack was awoke from his trance and looked out the window and saw Maxwell, his best friend. Maxwell looked at Jack with pleading eyes and shook his head. Maxwell always had a way of knowing when Jack was going to do something stupid.