"Back off, Whiskers," Mochi yapped, puffing out his chest to look twice his size. The cat, unimpressed but unwilling to deal with the noise, sauntered away with a flick of its tail.
Just as Charlie reached for the first bag, the familiar rumble of a car engine echoed down the street. "Human alert!" Rex barked sharply. Pups Alone
"Status report," Rex grunted, his paws resting heavily on the wooden slats. "Back off, Whiskers," Mochi yapped, puffing out his
A collective wag ripples through the group. The Millers were notorious for forgetting packages on the porch until late evening. For four pups left to their own devices, this wasn't just a delivery—it was a mission. "Operation Bacon-Bit is a go," Charlie declared. " Mochi yapped