Instead, I ate the mug.
Well, tried to, anyway. As soon as she heard crunching she grabbed the mug away from me and wouldn't let me finish it.
She said that I am not a dog.
I am a goat.
Whatever. The mug was crunchy and tasted great.
A view of the world from the perspective of Storm, a fourteen year old German shepherd.
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