It's hard out here for a pug

A couple of cops yelled at me and tried to arrest me tonight, angry that I incapacitated that maniac Two-Face. A vigilante, they called me. A menace. Yeah, right. Two-Face is a certified nut job. He flips a coin before making decisions, for God's sake. How could the police ever hope to contend with that? They'd be completely overmatched against that kind of elite supervillain. No, this was a job for Batpug. And a thankless one at that. Such is the life of a caped, collared crusader.