The D’dôdô-Sette’s eyes narrowed. “I was the one who saved you, remember? If I hadn’t stepped in when I did, you’d now have more holes in you than certain expensive imported cheeses.”
Oscar humphed. “I was doing perfectly well until you stuck your big stupid paw in.”
There was a laugh. “You were gnawing your own tail! Had I not removed that ticket inspector when I did, you would now be as tailless as you are earless!”
“That’s as hypocritical as anything I’ve heard, considering your tendencies to rile entire nations. Have you forgotten that politically-attired dog at your stupid recital party?” He leant closer. “I’ve now prevented you from getting into two fights. If it happens a third time, I shall have to speak to your mother.”
“Well, I recall that ticket inspector being rather insigh
