Brigit
The cat had run and hidden under the bed again, as if it thought Brigit might try to chase it. Sheesh. Felines were such narcissistic creatures. Brigit had much better things to do with her time than pursue a house cat. Didn’t that silly feline realize Brigit was on duty? Probably not. Brigit had seen plenty of dogs with jobs. Guard dogs. Cadaver dogs. Explosive detection dogs like Blast. Other police K-9s, of course. But she’d never once seen an employed cat. What a bunch of mewing moochers.