Salem gets right up in my face today, “Smell my breath.”


“Come on, smell it.”

I paw him, “I’d rather lick a dog.”

“Come on,” he grins real wide and throws a big puff of bad breath at me causing my whiskers to curl, “guess what I just ate?”

He trots in a circle around me smiling. Then he leans in and says, “BB-Q ribs! I ate our human’s BB-Q rib. And it was gooood.”

My eyes widen. I glance around the room. Before I can say anything, I hear our human.


“Oh shit! Gotta go,” All that is left is a few hairs floating in the air when she walks up. You can tell it’s going to be one of those days.

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