Puppy: BARKING LIKE THE HOUSE IS ON FIRE
Dog Mom: What the?
PUPPY: STAND BACK! I WILL SAVE YOU!
Dog Mom: Um… Bane. That is a pile of clothes.
PUPPY: THEY WILL NOT HARM YOU, MY LADY!
Dog Mom: Look. A shirt. Some jeans. Socks.
PUPPY: MENU ITEMS? IN ONE PILE? HOW CAN THIS BE?!!?
Dog Mom: Don’t even think about eating anything when my back is turned. (Stuffs clothes in washing machine.)
PUPPY: So… what you’re saying is, the white box is my competition. I SAVED you, and I don’t even get a sock?
Dog Mom: Maybe next time.
