I don’t like dogs (because they don’t like me), I don’t like policemen (for a similar reason), and I don’t like people that aren’t very bright (ditto).

It should come as no surprise then, that I didn’t like a policeman that looked like a dog and who would have had trouble retrieving a stick.

Passmore and I were never going to be friends.

Don’t be fooled by the sweet little face.

He’s dangerous.