
Introduction
Sixteen breeds. Same bitch. She starts here.
The white poodle arrived ten minutes late. Not very late. Just late enough.
She paused outside the café and surveyed the block.
A dachshund relocated from a sunny spot. A terrier abandoned a fire hydrant. A bulldog discovered something fascinating across the street.
The poodle seemed unsurprised.
She selected a table in the sun. Not because it was empty. Because it was hers.
At least that was the impression. Good bitches create impressions.
She sat for a while. Watching. Not doing much. Which is different from doing nothing.
A few blocks away — or a few thousand miles — a Border Collie was herding sheep. A Chihuahua was running a boardroom.