‘Mrs. Rackham cooed at Poopsie, running her knobby hands over his back to calm him down. He put his ears back and wiggled his butt, and let the woman smoosh kisses on his forehead, right below the velvet bow she made him wear. Poopsie gave me a look like I was supposed to be jealous.
“You’re gonna get worms, letting a human kiss you like that,” I said. “Everyone knows human mouths are full of them.”’
–from “Saving Scrumpy”