We went to a dog movie festival in SF. A large number of dogs got together in a movie theater. They socialized and got along. Alfred ate a copious quantity of popcorn. It was a wonderful time on a cold and a sunny day. The most fascinating part of the film festival was a documentary on a three-man expedition that went close to the North Pole. They took along three dogs. The dogs slept outside the tents every night; even when it went down to -40 Centigrade. The expedition encountered packs of white wolves with the average wolf the size of Alfred (100 lbs,) The wolves and the dogs communicated by howling and barking. The wolves (sometimes in packs of 20) never attacked the humans or dogs. They did sneak into one of the tents one day and steal food.
Life takes us in many strange directions and wonderful discoveries. It never turns out the way we thought it would.
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