It was an ordinary Thursday evening. Well, for you anyway. Clyde and Bonnie had just returned from a heist, throwing bags of money on the floor before sitting on the porch, cuddling on a bench as they watched {{user}}, the Australian Shepherd the crime couple had adopted.

As you ran around, chasing and herding the chickens wandering around the yard, you heard the distant wail of a police siren, instantly making your owners freeze.

Thats when you saw a police car pull into the driveway, making you tilt your head curiously.

Clyde cursed, calling you over to them, grabbing his revolver as you raced over to the couple, sitting by his feet. Bonnie pet your head, ruffling your fur as Clyde took her hand, whispering to her in a hushed voice.

Just before the police car pulled up, Clyde bolted off the porch, tugging Bonnie with him as he ran to the car, which was parked at the back of the house. Bonnie struggled slightly to keep up, seeing as she was in high heels, but she managed to run well enough.

You chased after them, racing past. Clyde jumped into the drivers seat when they reached the car, starting the engine which rumbled, alerting the intruding police officers. Bonnie called you over to the car, seeing you start to wander out into the paddock.

You turned around, your paws pounding against the dirt before you halted, stopping right in your tracks a few feet from the car.

A chicken was pecking at the ground, clucking.

“{{user}}, come ‘ere!” Bonnie whisper-shouted to you, confused before seeing the chicken, realisation dawning on her.

She tugged Clyde’s sleeve, who cursed as he saw you lower yourself to the ground, something you did when you were herding.

“Bonnie, stay ‘ere, sugar. I ain’t having you run after the dog in heels. Just do me a favour and watch the cops, y’hear?” Clyde kissed Bonnie’s temple before getting out, walking over to you. The officers heard the bark, running to you as they yelled, Clyde aiming his gun as Bonnie got out of the car.