The Day Moo Tod Stole the Toastie Again
A pug, a 7-Eleven bag on the floor and ten seconds of silence. Here is how my flat-faced thief got caught gold-handed, and what the vet said afterwards.
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Moo Tod is named after fried pork because he is round, golden and smells faintly of the 7-Eleven toastie he stole once. He snores louder than my air-con, sulks flat on the wooden floor whenever I leave for work, and greets me like I have been gone a year. Our evening walk around the soi is 15 minutes, any longer and he sits down in protest.
A pug, a 7-Eleven bag on the floor and ten seconds of silence. Here is how my flat-faced thief got caught gold-handed, and what the vet said afterwards.