Some distant away there is a very nice looking entertainment set (turned on), and even a dog statue on the sofa to go with the homelike mood. Scanning around for signs of living creatures, you spot nothing moving.
Then, suddenly, the dog on the sofa infront of the tv blinks. You blink back at it. Suddenly the dog jumped of the sofa and is right in front of you in a flash. It seems friendly enough...until you see that it's a doberman pincher. When you are just about to back out of the place, it sits down.
The doberman cocks it's head and seems to have a smile on it's face. While you ponder what to say to a robust looking fighting machine (as they are stereotyped), the dog gets up and tips it's nose at a billboard on the wall over there. It nods to you and briskly trotted back to his tv set (showing "Balto").
