PAR LE BOUT DU NEZ (By the tip of the nose)

My name is Max… I live right here in the mountains, in the fresh air, good climate and friendly atmosphere.
Yes, I live among my two-legged friends and their puppies.
That’s what Max, a police dog, tells us about finding people buried under an avalanche, how he makes the police “run” by following the trail of a murderer, and how he feels sorry for two little girls he finds lost in the woods.
But, of course, four legs are so much better than two for keeping you on the ground, and a good nose is better than any radar.
What’s more, with all the work he has to do, he doesn’t even have time to look after the little Parisian bitches who come for the holidays, but all the same, “we’re not made of wood”!… So… look at this one!… bravo son!… already on the trail!… just like his father!…