Total?" I called. He looked up alertly, then ran over to me, small pink tongue hanging out. Total?" I said when he was close. "Can you talk?" He flopped down on the grass, panting slightly. "Yeah. So?" Jeezum. I mean, mutant weirdos are nothing new to me, you know? But a talking dog?

Besides my great fashion sense? I play a mean harmonica.

Dead Max was the biggest oxymoron in history.

I love you. I love your smile, your snarl, your grin, your face when you're sleeping.

the next morning, fang and i broke up. now let me get this strait, i broke up with him. a split second after he broke up with me.

Then I found it: the source of the blood, the place where he'd been shot. 'Total?' I said, and I got a slight whimper. 'You have a boo-boo on your tail.

I've been looking for you a long time, I just didn't know it. But now I do.