I can’t complain though. I had fun.
My person brought along some tongs and a bag and said she was going to pick some prickly pear fruit.
You go right ahead, person. I think I smell something better over here.
It’s got to be here somewhere.
Maybe it’s over here.
Look what I found in the bushes. I don’t even mind that I had to get stuck to do it.
I have to what, person?
I’m not dropping my bone until you drop your prickly pears.