

You know that feeling of being watched that we all get from time to time, well yesterday when I was putting some fuel in the tank, it was my turn.
Just behind me was this ferocious looking boy but he was only keeping a look out for his owner who told me he was a Neapolitan Mastiff. This breed of dog hails from Italy.
Here I was in Clydebank getting to meet one for the first time and he was a big softie.
It's a strange life right enough.
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