My heart was pounding, but her name got worse, like "bark, bark, bark!" I thought that maybe I was dreaming, so I decided to take my family out for a walk in the alley. I thought that some fresh air would do me good. We proceeded into the damp, cluttered alley. As we were strolling along we came upon a group of cats, alley cats, you know, in every size, shape, color and breed. Before I could say "Hi," petite Samantha barked. The alley cats bolted and hid away.