Madison has been crying a lot lately. She crawls under my bed and lets out a melancholy whimper. Being that I haven't quite figured out how to speak "dog", I wasn't sure what all the moping was for.
Today, while I was tidying my bedroom, I pulled out my side table. Maddy pounced from under the bed. Apparently, her one true desire had been trapped between the side table and the bed leg. I pulled her away to see what her latest treasure - the thing she had been pining for weeks over - was.
A mint lifesaver.