"Confident aren't you?" Clint drawled, eyeing the dog for a moment before he knelt down and held a hand out to Lucky. He's going to ignore the rat because while it was a lovely gift, Lucky, he'll pass.

"Hell of a guard dog then in the right situation." Once he was sure he could, he rubbed the dog's ears with a grin. "He likes me. Maybe I'll steal him to help me sniff out HYDRA."

Sure, the Avengers did a good job of it but never hurt to have more.