“Luna, no!” I hear Rosalie’s panicked voice. My eyebrow pops up because I’m pretty sure it’s coming from my room. “No, don’t walk and poop all over the place,” Rosalie shrieks. Turning off the faucets, I step out of the shower and wrap a towel around my waist. Yanking the door open, it’s to see the puppy trying to eat her own shit while Rosalie’s pushing her away so she can wipe it up. “What. The. Fuck,”
Puppies xD
