Annoying loud cylinder thing.
Two-legs ran the sucky thing again. If only I knew what it was maybe I wouldn’t have to bark at it all of the time. He just pushes it back and forth, back and forth. And if it gets close to me… you’d better believe I’m going to nip at it. After all, I’m only canine.
After the stress of that wore off, I slept on my chair. All day.