"Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war."
Shakespeare - Julius Caesar - shmoop
Yesterday at dusk, I was walking to the Shepherdsville Road railroad overpass to get an uncluttered photograph of the sunset when I set off Loy Crawford's home burglar alarm. These are four of the Crawfords' seven rescue dogs that happened to be out in the back yard at the time. Each one is a different type of dust mop. When I stood right next to the chain link fence and leaned over it, I made the dogs go berserk. Loud, but hard to photograph in low light with them running around in circles. Especially the black one.