There must have been a photographer at the fight with Mad Dog...

(From "The mid-day sun can draw out mad dogs, even late at night..." ) I hurt him but he was still coming at me hard. We are too much equals, I thought, this could take forever. That is why I decided to go into feral form. I jumped out of his reach to give myself time to alter my form. When I landed in my new form, I thought, Ah-ha... now I can press my attack. I leapt at him. Unfortunately, my left foot landed in a pool of oil and my jump was.... a little off target. I bounced my forehead off the tank, scaring the officers who had moved to the other side of the tank and tried to get in. I was a little foggy there for a second, but when I got my focus back, I made the attack on Mad Dog that I had originally planned. And this time there was no oil on the ground, and I was able to knock him out.