“You can’t go out without your tags, otherwise you will be just an anonymous dog.”
If cats can solve mysteries so can dogs. Thus my new detective was born.
I knew at once that Anonymous Dog was a pound dog who fancied himself to be a biologist because he could name ten species of bird. Pound life is pretty boring so as he stared out the barred window at the birds, his keeper told him what they were.
As it happens, he was adopted by a real biologist. She named him Hieronymus Bosch, her favorite painter. He hears it as Anonymous Dog.
These will be first person narratives from the dog’s point of view. They will be funny short stories where the dog gets it wrong because he is a dog after all.
I know way more detail about the dog and master, but haven’t come up with a single adventure.
Maybe I never will.