My people left a bag of shredded cheddar on the counter. It didn't matter to me that it was empty; there were plenty of good smells and flavors in there. I ate it.
The End
10 years ago
No one knows what is lost in the depths of my doggy stomach
_.--.Zelda here. I'm trying to learn the ways of the naughty dog. I am usually under such tight supervision that I can never get any real work done. I had success today, though. My mom made a pretty planter full of dirt and flowers (a perfect target for my early naughtiness experiments). Then she left me alone in the yard. Observe my success.
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