You arrive home to your house, safe and triumphant with you piece of evidence. You slip out of your cop uniform into some more comfortable jeans and t-shirt and plop down onto your couch. Sighing, you take out the box of dog treats. "Now...what have we here." You say. You examine the box. "Happy Shep Treats, for German Shepherds." You read. Taking one out you see its a typical milk bone shape. Sniffing it, your eyes suddenly go wide. It smells delicious. Looking around furtively, you get up and close the blinds. Sitting down again you look at the milkbone with interest, carefully you give it a lick. Before you can stop yourself you stuff the whole thing in your mouth, crunching happily. Sighing in content you grab another. "One more couldn't hurt, I got to find their secrets."