Murphy the pug

Chicken jerky breath

Hippie came to greet me last night when Mommy and I came in. She was about to give me the usual head-butt and she stopped quick. She said she smelled chicken jerky on my breath. She wanted to know if I had scammed any for her. I told her no, because I got it at the pet store for being a good boy when I had my nails cut. She didn’t believe me. She said she NEVER gets treats after her nail trimmings. She was mad at me for a bit, but then I gave her a kiss and we made up. But I suspect she’s still holding a grudge. Sisters!