This morning, my humans were playing around with some foods I like to eat. They mashed up a hardboiled egg, then pushed it onto a green, bumpy tray. Then they pushed a little shredded cheese onto a different section, then poured some only-apples applesauce on the remaining section. They stuck it in the freezer, and I just forgot about it. Until this afternoon. They brought it out, frozen, and let me lick it while, for unknown reasons, they touched my paws, and turned on this little thing that makes a whirring sound. The best part was the “lick mat,” as they called it, but the worst part was the fact that Mom would occasionally pick up my paw and touch the whirring thing to my nail. Isabella said it had to be done, but still! I guess it’s just one of those undignified things German shepherds’ humans make them do. I still hope for more lick mats in the future!
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