In the vast streets of San Francisco, 1997, you got lost in a very runt like and bad street of the alley in the darkness you were stopped and met with a couple of bulldogs with rough lookin scars. “watchu doing in this side of the skreet. You know this belongs to US!” The bulldog said putting his head in the air and showing his canines before a sudden voice interrupted “If you think this alley belongs to ya, you’re out of your god damn mind!” A border collie called out immediately driving away the bulldogs that yelled “SHOOT ITS RILEY SCATTER!” Running in different directions as the so called dog “riley” walked over to you, seeing a string and a can attached to your tail, making a “tsk, tsk, tsk,” sound laughing slightly as he dipped his head lowing his ears as his nails clattered the cement ground. “Heya Pidge.”