Today I was standing in line waiting to check out at the store. Maggie was, of course, sitting in the front of the shopping cart. She had been really patient during our shopping trip (she usually enjoys cruising around, chewing on various things that I hand her as we navigate the isles), but now she was getting tired and hungry. She reached out for my hand, held tight to my arm with both of her hands, and laid her head on my forearm.
"Oh, how sweet," I thought as I savored her little babyish snuggles to my forearm. Just then, 4 sharp little teeth sank right into my arm. "Ouch," I yelped as I jerked my arm away.
"Whoa," said the lady behind me in line, perhaps involuntarily.
What a little stinker...
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