"George then asked him where he came from,
and he replied the town of Northampton,
the centre where these dogs were bred,
and, to be honest, it could be said
that his life had been linked to the dog-breeding trade
since he had been of a very young age.
And his mother was happy with his vocation,
which was to give the dogs an education.
“My mother’s English and my father’s a man,”
he said, “who was born in Pakistan.”
And to show his power he shouted “Freeze,”
and George was amazed, he could hardly believe
that the dogs would stand quite motionless,
gazing up at their master’s face,
waiting for the next order which came right then
when he tossed a ball into the midst of them,
shouting “Kill,” at which the dogs all leapt,
and tore the leather ball to shreds!
“Impressive,” was all that George could say,
“I certainly wouldn’t want to be their prey.”
