Com'on, come catch me....if you can that is. I have something in my mouth that you humans don't want me to have.
Nay nay nay nay ........
What's that you say? 'Bad dog'? Read my tag please.....
Sorry, too slow.
So ok, in the end, the humans made me spit the thing in my mouth out. It was an end to a dog bone that Mommy never lets me finish because she's afraid I'd choke on it.
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