I asked the super and she said she was bound by confidentiality - then she immediately started dropping hints and I'm pretty sure we're talking about bedbugs in the apartment directly below me. That's where slightly-retarded girl - whom I have talked about here many times - lives.
Cute little guy, that dog. Beagle. I wanted to pet him but I know you aren't supposed to do that with working dogs. We actually made eye contact and I think he knew I was a fan and he jumped up on me but his handler pulled him down and scolded him that he knows better.