Minty: So, Goldie, did you notice the giant guy following us?
Goldie: Yeah. Built like a refrigerator with legs.
Minty: I think he’s got a crush on you.
Goldie: Oh really? What gave it away?
Minty: The fact that he’s staring at your tail like it’s the last chicken wing at a party.
Goldie: Hah! Speaking of tails… where’s yours, Minty?
Minty: Excuse you, I’m aerodynamically optimized. No tail, less drag.
Goldie: Pretty sure that’s not how dogs work.
Minty: Laugh all you want, but when I get excited, this little wiggle butt becomes a weapon of mass distraction.