We have a new puppy.
His name is Babur.
He loves anything sweet.
Actually, anything edible he likes.
Including anything not edible like rocks.
I am supposed to watch over him.
And no amount of protest will make the hoomans
understand that I have no wish to care for another dog.
Most especially one who inflates after eating:
That thing can turn into an incredible hulk
for all I woofy know!
Luchie would bring Babur near me . . .
Oh, spare me that frisky thing!
He drools endlessly!
And he goes to follow me anywhere I go.
Will somebody tell my hoomans
that this superdog is not a
super caretaker . . .