The leftover lemon


It was a fresh Saturday morning. I had finished munching on my morning food that my Dad gave me and then it was time to jump around and bark at the wind. It wasn’t long before I found myself in my corner patch. This is where my humans throw organic stuff that they are not going to eat. They say it goes back into the ground and makes the sand yummy for my plants and my trees (which I eat when they are not looking).

Anyway… this is where I found a yellow half ball of sour. It was an alien in my patch and it was my very important job to make sure no harm came to my humans because of it. I pounced and bit and pawed until I was sure it was lifeless.

It was.

But you never know.

My name is Finn. Defender of my humans.

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