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Having set up our T.B.I. agency, Our boss Hek, our chaplin and Katana expert Augar, decided we needed a couple of young and intelligent troll-sniffing dogs, so Doug, our driver, and myself set out in search of a couple of likely candidates.
The first one we found was a young female named Sasha, but she turned out to be a bit-ch and a troll pet/spy, so we had to turn her down. The next one was a nice big fella named bowser, but he was too Goofy and wanted only to play.
The next one, was a handsome young man, with bright, intelligent eyes, an almost (old school) James Bond look to him, he even had the formal wear look to him, dark silky coat with white chest and belly, and two white paws. Milo was his name, but his code name, it was later decided was Bratz, as he constantly liked teasing his little partner by doing things such as putting their toys at the top of the stairs before he learned to navigate them, or on the bed, as the little guy still has a hard time jumping up there at times. He can, but it takes a few tries.
Later, we came upon Otis, miracle of miracles, at the same exact place where we got Milo! A very short, but bright eyed young lad, with very distinctive looks, and doubtfull manners, we decided, after noting his propenstity for chewing anything in sight, to call him Chewski. He looks like a cross between a little white and black holstein, and a doggy, but has his own unique way of running, short fast runs, accompanied by long hops, which leads to wonder if there isn't a rabbit mixed in there somewhere due to that and his long ears... which, after 2 years, he STILL hasn't grown into. Doug, our getaway driver, gourmet chef, computer wiz, and my sweety calls him a committee dog, as it took more then one person to decide how to make him.lol.
We have to keep a little tag that jingles on him, as he is a sneaky little fella, he will come up on you while you are eating, and if you have anything in your hand he will take it. So we decided that he would be useful for gathering evidence, after much training to give up the evidence to us, that is....lol
After bringing these two extremely intelligent and lovable fellows into the agency, everyone instantly fell in love with them,and we had to keep reminding them they were employees as well, Lucy, and Rottlady kept wanting to make little outfits for them, so to keep those two lovely agents happy, we agreed that they could make them winter coats and booties, as Chewski and Bratz are both short haired dogs, and it gets very cold in this neck of the woods. Little did I know that there would be built in homing devices, a little tiny microphone in each one of them so we could stay in contact, and small dog bone-smoke bombs to help them escape from enemies. Of course the little thermal heaters that automatically kicked in when the temperature was a certain coldness outside also came in handy. Belle and Maddad, two more very intelligent agents thought this would also come in handy for some of the human winter clothes as well, so we set a few more agents to work on that.
Doug had just been poisoned by an evil troll, who went by the name B.H. bad-health, and I had to call the medics, when an evil troll disguised as a young law-enforcement officer came to the door.( We all know the real ones are older, have a belly, and big walrus like mustaches) Bratz, the discerning young dog that he is, wiggled his goateed chin, and mustache, (yes, he really has a white beard and mustache, so he does look like a spainish noble), and with a single bound, and a growl, had that troll running out to his car, and hiding behind it. Chewski, in the meantime, was protecting Doug and stayed where he was, right beside him. After much hollering for Bratz to get back inside, he came, satisfied that he had done his duty, and hadn't even hurt the troll, just scared him but Good.
So, doing that doggy-swagger that he has, he came back in the house, and us deciding that some law was better then no law, we proceeded to put the boys on leashes, and held them until the medics arrived a few minutes later. It turned out, that an evil troll had been sabotaging our air unit with several things that would drift into our house and make Agent Doug sick, yes, airborn chemical agents....(gasp!) Not to mention, they had deliberately put the unit in so it wouldn't Ever work properly, and we'd have constant problems with it.
To reward our faithful young ARF-B-EYE agents, after Doug got back on his feet after a lengthy 3 day stay at our special health-ops unit, he fixed up some steak and potatoes, and yes, Chewskie and Bratz each got their own little steaks and a little potato, on a plate, no-less!!! Needless to say, they were very happy little campers, and are still that way, even while they are still undergoing training. Hek, and Augur decided that they both needed extra rewards for being such good fellas, and proceeded to bring them each a huggggeeeeee basket of doggy goodies, of which Bratz promptly took the toys, and started teasing his partner Chewskie...... but that is a different story......lol
