A taste of what my Patreons will be getting in their in-boxes soon…
My partner Dickie was greying around the muzzle, but still stocky and strong, pure bulldog down to his claws. “Pup,†he’d started, and never mind I was full-grown, to him I was forever going to be working on my milk-teeth, “Pup, ya gotta learn how to leave the job on the job.â€
“Yeah Dickie, I know.†I’d been getting that speech for a month straight now, ever since he decided I wasn’t going to wash out and might some day make a decent cop.