Does my necklace make me look tiny?

My husband invited me out to dinner.

I went shopping for the event,

and bought this necklace:

I felt pretty fashionable,

but my necklace kept crushing my food.

And my chest. And my vertebrae. And my soul.

I begged my dog to chew up my new necklace.

She laughed…and chewed leftovers, instead.

Moral of the story:

It’s not the outside that counts.

What’s inside the doggy bag is what counts.