Good dog.

Bilbo Bagshot : I used to know this guy, Minty. He had a dog who he’d train to attack rich people. He was into the whole class-war thing. He called the dog Gramsci after an Italian Marxist. Rumor has it, it could smell wealth from up to 20 feet. The thing is, it all backfired. Minty won 100 grand on a scratchcard and Gramsci bit his knees off.

Tim : That’s terrible.

Bilbo Bagshot : Not really. He used the money to buy new knees.