Not as strange as it sounds. I had a dog called Shaka, which is a Zulu warrior, not that that has anything to do with anything, but anyway, was on holidays at Terrigal as a kid, back in the good old days when you could do things like, you know, camp on the beach, have beach parties, have a dog on the beach, that sort of thing. Anyway, Shaka went walkabout, or rather runabout up the beach, so I'm calling him "Shark, shark ..." which was of course his name for short. Well, didn't the beachgoers have a heart attack

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