Puppies Taste Like Chicken (The Lott)

Heather took me to meet some puppies this afternoon. I couldn't wait to get out of there; those squirmy, fussy hairballs give me the heebie geebies. There's one she's thinking of bringing home in a week or two. A little 3lb snack, I mean, girl puppy.

Heather keeps asking me if I want a puppy. Sure, I could do with a little snack. I hear they're good with a little hot sauce.
I'm not saying. I'm just saying.

Please tell her if you think she's nuts to mess with a good thing. And quick before she starts buying puppy supplies and drives a stake through the heart of her social life. I think she's going to make a decision tomorrow. Oy!