Oh, what's that smell? Fluff's head shoots up from from your bed, and his tounge sticks out. He pats downstairs, sniffing and sniffing and sniffing until he finally finds it. There's something in the trashcan. He yips and knocks the can over, sniffing some more until he finds it. Oh, that smells yummy. He snarfs it down, not caring that he gets it all over his face. It tastes fantastic! How could his human throw this away?! Now, he loves his human, but they must've been foolish to toss this.
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