It was garbage day on Baker Street and all was well, Birds were chirping, people were emptying their bins and it was a very sunny day. the garbage truck was heading by until suddenly a door burst open. Out the door came Sherlock holmes barking and hollering while sniffing madly, he was wearing a dog collor attached to a leash and on all fours rapidly bear crawling at the same pace you'd see a chihuahua running at while his partner John Watson struggled to keep him under control."Sherlock stop this doggy madness the neighbors already think we're crazy, just stop!" Sherlock just kept on barking and crawling trying to reach the truck not giving any care as the other residents of Baker Street just stared with weirded out expressions on their faces. "Sherlock, stop!" John kept hollering as Sherlock still rapidly bear crawled like a dog and was catching up to the garbage truck, John was now being dragged by Sherlock while still keeping hold of the leash he knew he had to do something so he got up on his knees and flipped Sherlock on his back and started to restrain him, Sherlock was struggling to chase that truck, he almost broke free until john quickly gave him a slap which shut him out of that trance. Sherlock shook his head and yelled "what're think your doing, trying to kick me out of the house or something?!" John rolled his eyes and yanked the struggling leashed detective back into the apartment. "You were chasing a garbage truck and barking all at the same time, people think your insane now!" John disappointedly explained. " Well what's wrong with a little excercise?!" Sherlock snapped back. John face palmed and said "you're embarrasing us both by doing this." "It's not my fault!" Sherlock angrily replied.