Sad, Bad, and Barking Mad.
This is the chapter in my book where Horace meets his future friend and bodyguard. He is an accountant on the run from 1960s London Gangsters and a bungling cop who needs to show his superiors that he is not the idiot they know him to be. The book can be bought from Amazon. 'Sad, Bad and Barking Mad.' Kilgore the scrap yard dog lay in his tea-chest kennel in the old rope factory courtyard. His tormentor and archenemy Mogsie the feral cat slept peacefully on the south side of the tiled roof basking in the spring sunshine. Once the sun had circled around to the west and cast a shadow on the roof, it would be time to have some fun with the dog. Mogsie stretched, yawned, strolled down the roof and onto the pan tiled wall that surrounded the courtyard where Conan Murphy and son stored their scrap metal and army surplus machinery. The tormenting feline loped along the seven-foot high wall like a leopard on the limb of a tree. He arrived at the point opposite Kilgo