Dana Stabenow

"Behold," Kate cried, her low, raspy voice joyous, "the god in the machine!" [...] Chopper Jim had a grin like a shark, wide, white and predatory, and knowing eyes that saw far too much. They had one effect on offenders of the law, and a completely different one on the opposite sex. [...] Jim scratched Mutt's head with caressing fingers. She flattened her ears and wagged her tail slavishly. Make that the opposite sex of any species.