â€śChomp chomp chomp, slurp slurp chomp.â€ť
â€śEgad, Fido, I canâ€™t take you anywhere!â€ť
By now Fido was licking the pavement.
â€śThis,â€ť he proclaimed, â€śis just the best time EVER! Hey, will you look at THAT?â€ť
Fido eyeballed the baked beans.
â€śFIDO!â€ť I said, and gave him a tug on his nose leash.
It was his first-ever pig roast. It might be his last-ever, too, unless he can get a grip, and I told him as much.