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A Dog Named Sony

I just wrote this off the top of my head 

*proceed with caution* 

5-0:
Put your hands up and step away from the electronics. (In 5-0 voice)

*radio into dispatch*

We found him....Sir put your hands up and step away.

*eyeballs room*
(sees electronic crap everywhere)

*Man gets puts hands up stands slowly*

Man says:
'Officer what is going on,, I've done nothing wrong, I haven't even left in days. I know how this looks but, none of this is stolen.....'
5-0:
'Sir, we now have robotic K-9 units and one of the officers accidentally let one out. Our systems were down for a couple days so the GPS couldn't pinpoint it.'

Man says:
'I wondered why he didn't eat or have to use the bathroom. I thought I found the perfect dog. But, why did he come to my house? '

5-0:
'Well sir they program them to fetch the paper and....
*looks out window, yards covered in newspapers*
Sees how you have a ton of them he probably just went by protocal and was trying to fulfill his duty. Did you not notice his collar?'

Man says: 
'I thought his name was sonny and it was misprinted.'

5-0:
'Well just glad we found him, let's go Sony'.
*Dog makes no movement, after several attempts, officer radios in that the unit is unresponsive*

5-0: 
'Looks like he's just a pile of scrap metal now it's all yours to keep, sorry about all this! '

*gets in car, leaves*

Man says: 
'Sony fetch!'

*Dog runs and fetches paper*

Man says: 
'Good boy that stupid officer, all these electronics and he didn't think I would know the difference between a dog and a robot dog Haha let alone know how to re-program you to respond to my voice command dam fool's!'
* well played my friends, well played...*

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