Snitch, Please

We step, then we hear this old woman down yonder calling Animal Control. Yes. ANIMAL CONTROL! Not the folks that try to find you your missing home, but those dudes who come and scoop us up! I barked back, 'hey yo! Dawgs! Cat! Scram! This woman just ratted you out!' They started to run and Dad tried to stay behind. A few minutes later Animal Control comes by and Dad says, 'Nope. Didn't see any strays here. Just me and me dog.' They then started talking mess about my tags. I was seriously gonna bite someone. :)
You don't really want to mess, with me
Only doggie that I trust, is me
Mess around and make me bust, this heat
That's, the devil, they always want to dance!