At first, we thought that Grumpup was grouchy because he missed his Momma’s teat. Then we decided, no, it must be because he’s lost without his 11 litter-mates. Or was he pining away for the cardboard box he came home in? Later, we began to assume that his subdued state was brought about by his empty milk bottle.
Soon, we were grasping for almost any reasonable reason: Was the cat too belligerent? The rag-rug by the hearth too ratty? The family room too drafty? His water too cold? The canned dog food too horsey? His collar too tight? His collar too loose? Our cuddles too muddled?
But then, Eureka! It finally dawned on us that Grumpup simply hadn’t yet sprouted sufficiently crowned canines to gnaw with abandon on his Super Salt’n’Squeak© Synthetic Pretzel Snack.
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