“My little brother, when he was around a year and a half olda�� he was playing outside with my dog; we were having a party or something similar. We looked over, and he’s eating some brown stuff. Obviously, it was- you know- from the dog. We ran over and washed his mouth with soap and water and eventually got it all out. He still insists that I told him it was chocolate, but that’s just not true.”

(Junior)