With Tiger Stripes watching his every move, Shen Xin unwrapped two sausage sticks and stuffed them both into Black Panther's mouth.
Tiger Stripes grew frantic, barking at Shen Xin and then at Black Panther.
His barks were so pitiful they could bring a tear to anyone's eye.
Even Chen Guo couldn't stand it. The police dogs back at the K-9 base—the ones in heat, desperate and frustrated—didn't sound this miserable.
Just then, Black Panther opened his mouth and spat out half a sausage stick. He kept his head held high, glancing at Tiger Stripes from the corner of his eye as if to say, 'That good enough for you?'
Not caring if it was dirty, Tiger Stripes pounced and gulped it down, though he continued to whimper.
Tang Changhong shook his head vigorously, feeling as if he'd just woken up into a dream.
"What about professional training? Have you given them any?" he asked urgently.
