It looked like a standard dog collar, except with speakers attached. He placed it around Old Blue’s neck. What would the dog say?
“Can you understand me, Old Blue?”
The dog cocked its head for a moment. Then a voice came out of the speaker, “I’ve always been able ter understand yer. I just don’t ‘ave vocal cords, bruv.”
“Wow, this is – wait why do you sound British?”
“Well, its too many britcoms on the bloomin’ telly, innit?”
“Oh man! So many things I want to ask. Why do you sniff everything?”
“Guv, yer wouldn’t believe ‘ow much cocaine yer can find if yer just ‘ave a look around.”