丑呆猫

      As a police officer, I have worked in the VPD(Vancouver Police Department) for seven years. Howard Rutter is not only my partner but also my best friend who is well known by his bold head. He envies my turquoise eyes, sharp nose, and wolf-like sound.

      Catching a bad guy is danger: such asshole often has a knife, or a hand gun! So we always look out for one another in the line of duty.

      “Mango!” Howard was calling me.

      They named me by a fruit, but all right, I like it!

      “Let’s go, Mango!”

      One call was from the Airport near the seashore. They found a bomb in a luggage. Who is the owner?

      “Mom, see, a dog!” shouted a little girl when I got the inside of the main building

      “Wow, a purebred German Shepherd!” Every time I appear in the public, people always gasp in admiration like that, but I only concentrate on my task.

      I put my nose to the handle of the luggage; it smelled like someone’s body odor. I started to track, followed the trail, and locked a target—a man who is wearing a bowtie on the end of the corridor. When he noticed me and wanted to escape, I grabbed him by the leg and hung on. I never let go until the suspect was safely in custody.

      “Good job! Buddy!” Howard praised.

      “Nothing,” I thought, “I’m a police officer.”

      Only, I really don’t like the taste of the blood.