He was almost a year old when it emerged into day light the first time.
There it was! Dark pink, indeed almost crimson, and pointy. A brand new -- well, what was it? I'd have said it resembled a lipstick, but he, an akita, had no words, and needed to explore it in other ways.
He bent himself double sniffing at it. He didn't recognize it. He sniffed again. Licked it. Clearly it wasn't poisonous. Sniffed it some more.
Like any puppy he was curious. After smell comes taste, and after tasting something a puppy tries to eat it. Chomp!
YELP!
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