“THEY CALLED MY TINY DOG A PATHETIC JOKE!” I YELLED, WATCHING HIM DRAG A RUTHLESS CARTEL BOSS FROM THE CHICAGO SEWERS, BUT LATER HE INTO A TOP K9 WARRIOR.
Tank exploded off the starting line. He did not try to barrel through the thicket. Instead, using his diminutive size, he slid completely under the lowest branches. He vanished into the brush. Ten seconds later, he emerged. His muzzle was covered in dirt. The black toy was gripped firmly in his jaws. He trotted over…
