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| When they see us coming along the beach towards their house, these three go into three part harmony. Lola has a mellow rich bark, Lucy chimes in on a higher pitch, and Paco tops them both with a scratchy yapping while racing back and forth along the fence. All this instantly stops when the first dog biscuit is transferred from hand to mouth. |
