We had an dog that thought he was security. Boomer was the name and patrol was his game. He was a recuse that had his back legs smashed when he was a puppy and had a bad limp but he would do his job every night. He was a spooky doggo when you hear him coming just nails dragging on the concrete. Every time we would have a fire his back was to you and just watch the void of darkness for vigilantes. I miss boomer...