Take a Bite out of Crime

While laying on the grass today, Desiree and I talk about our classes. During a lull in the conversation, Desiree asks me, "Do you know what this campus needs?"
"What?"
"A crime-fighting dog."
"What?!" I ask, laughing.
She looks all around as if to verify such a thing doesn't already exist before restating, "A crime-fighting dog."
"Why?"
"It would be entertaining."
Well, she's got me there. The idea of a canine, preferably in uniform, pouncing on criminals brings a smile to my face. But then, on campus, we don't exactly have armed robbers.
"What kind of crime?" I ask.
"Oh, you know... plagiarism."

We'll start raising funds tomorrow.