Total

"Oh. My. God," Total breathed, stopping dead. He stared up at her as if her were a starving man and she was a Snickers bar. He shook his head. "I know it's daylight, because the sun has started to shine again!" He inhaled deeply. "And the air--the air is suddenly perfumed with--" 

"Jet fuel, hot tar, dirty bird kids, and a malamute," I said nudging him forward with my foot. -Total

"Total you're black!" -Iggy

"I prefer Canine American." -Total