The most terrible thing happened last week. One of my discs was in a horrible accident. You see, I left the disc near the composted to guard it. I don't want anything stealing the food garbage. But you see, the Man snow blows a path to the composted for the Lady and he didn't tell the guard disc he was coming and the disc met a swift death. I had been slowly ripping it apart for years.
I was very sad and sulked. The Man yelled at me for being careless with my things. He doesn't understand that guard disc was doing his job and I love to leave my toys outside. Black disc is current buried in the fort. Other disc is MIA (Lady suspects it is in the side yard). I am discless! (Don't tell them this is my plan so I can take Precious out).
Lady has apparently come to my rescue. She ordered me a new disc when she ordered my food. I wonder how long until I loose this one in the snow!
Your disc loving pal Phod