And this is why I’m a Bad Dog.
Not Bad Dog, like I chewed your favorite slippers. Bad Dog, like I’m not a good representative of my species. Of any species.
I don’t think, Ivan! Ruby! Julia! Are they all right? I’ve got to find them.
That’s what a hero dog would do, one of those guys on the Man’s Best Friend show. Hero dogs dash into flames and dig into rubble. Hero dogs are fearless.
Nope. Not my style.
What do I do? Bob, untamed, undaunted?
I howl like a newborn puppy.