The following dog-in-pub story comes from one of my music teachers.

My teacher was studying in Holland.
On one day, I don't know which day,
they were remembering the second World War.
One minute of silence was to be observed in the early evening.
When that one minute arrived, my teacher, with many others,
was in a local pub. Someone had their dog with them.

Sixty seconds of silence is a long time, if you sit through it.
So all the humans in the pub dutifully sat in silence.
Maybe forty seconds into that minute,
a poor dog began growling with anxiety under the table.
Couldn't help itself, poor thing, and didn't know what was happening.