Yesterday evening, I finally ascended to the final plane of Dalmatian existence. My transformation is complete! I know this sounds silly, but let me explain.
I had gone to the market to buy some food. When I returned, I came upon a fire engine in the car park of our flats. I managed to drive around it and park the car, and then I walked towards my flat and saw they were actually on my porch. Because there had been a report of a gas leak.
Now, when I had left for the market, I noticed that the empty flat two doors down from me had its door open and there was maintenance being done inside. I had also noticed a petrol canister inside, which I thought was odd. I sent the firemen that way, and sure enough, that was where the issue was coming from.
I was a fire dog! A real live fire dog! I sniffed out the problem and pointed the firemen towards it and saved our flats from exploding!
Ember would be so proud.