Well, it looks like they have chocolate in them so I'd probably freak out and run him/her straight to the animal hospital.
However, that would be incredibly ironic.
You're driving across the highway and your car breaks down. Your dying dog barks and Satan comes out of the ground, hands you a stick and says, "This is all you have" The WABBAJACK!! You didn't expect that did you??
Expect the unexpected, my friend.
See, what you did not know, was that I had a demon-slaying sword (courtesy of Sauron and Voldemort) in the backseat and I dove right into hell with Satan. As soon as I got there, I managed to find his palace and I stole some of Hell's flames and Satan's book of death (which told how everyone in history and the future has and will died) and then I slayed the King of Hell himself and took his throne as my own.
Then I returned home and took my puppy to the emergency room.
I find it funny how we humans stress over how we perform the act of verbal communication, an idea invented, perfected, and used only by ourselves because we have standards in place to keep this potentially limitless idea in place. Yet at the same time, I understand the importance of these guidelines as they act as an assurance that our communications are being interpreted correctly. It's an ongoing debate in my head that does little except taking up a good amount of metaphorical RAM in my brain.
I think the importance of communication outweighs the somewhat absurdity of the stress over proper grammar and spelling. I mean, I believe people shouldn't freak out over it as much, but it's still important.
And I'm not the only one who does that? I mean, I'm not the only one who finds weird, imbalanced things or behaviors in this world and then creates a whole debate over it?
However, that would be incredibly ironic.
See, what you did not know, was that I had a demon-slaying sword (courtesy of Sauron and Voldemort) in the backseat and I dove right into hell with Satan. As soon as I got there, I managed to find his palace and I stole some of Hell's flames and Satan's book of death (which told how everyone in history and the future has and will died) and then I slayed the King of Hell himself and took his throne as my own.
Then I returned home and took my puppy to the emergency room.
And I'm not the only one who does that? I mean, I'm not the only one who finds weird, imbalanced things or behaviors in this world and then creates a whole debate over it?