In the cobblestoned streets of Victorian London, where gas lamps flickered and fog rolled in like a curtain, a most peculiar partnership was about to begin. Sparta, the time-traveling corgi, found himself trotting along Baker Street, intrigued by the chatter of busy streets and the mysteries that hung thick in the air. “Hmm, Victorian England,” Sparta mused aloud, his bright eyes scanning his surroundings.