Skip to content Patch didn’t tell the humans. They would call the police, dig for a week, and find nothing. This was a dog’s problem. So, he invoked the Twilight Howl —an ancient pact among the city’s strays.
Patch and a crew of seven—a greyhound, two mongrels, a bulldog, and three stray lurchers—tunneled through the old coal chutes. They moved in absolute silence. The new Hell Hall was run not by Cruella, but by her forgotten accountant, Mr. Whisk, a pale man who collected “genetic anomalies.” The white pup was his masterpiece. 101 dalmatas
The Last Silent Bark
