The agent says, “Good boy”, then he turns to the man and says, “That woman is in possession of Cannabis… ” “so I’m making a note of her seat number and the authorities will apprehend her when we land.” “Say, that’s pretty neat,” replies the first man. Once again, the agent sends Sniffer to search the aisles… The lab sniffs about, sits down beside a man for a few seconds, returns to its seat, and this time, he places two paws on the agent’s arm. The agent says, “That man is carrying cocaine, so again, I’m making a note of his seat number for the police.” “I like it,” says his seat mate. The agent then tells Sniffer to ‘search’ again… Sniffer walks up and down the aisles for a little while, sits down for a moment, then comes racing back to the agent… jumps into the middle seat and proceeds to poop all over the place. The first man is really grossed out by this behavior, and can’t figure out how or why a well-trained dog would act like that. so he asks the agent, “What’s going on?” The agent nervously replies… “He just found a bomb!”