So yes, I'm bored. My surviellance truck is covered in moths bigger than my hand.

I feel bad for the thief I tracked down, not very bad mind, what he did was a real blemish on furrydom, I can understand, even though I mislike it greatly, a general lack of virtue. I admit that, but you do not steal from your own. That's treachery, it's my job to catch people who break the law,'society punishes them or it does not, this isn't my concern, still, sometimes I feel an ache over it.

Funny that I didn't feel so bad sending a member of MS13 back to El Salvador where he will certainly be killed by his former associates. Then again he was an unrepentant murderer.

Strange thoughts on spookily quiet and dark nights.