Decisions Abandoned: Abandoning the Dog in the Park

It all started innocently enough, a trip to the park with the kids, the ball, and the dog. But as we strolled along, the dog suddenly became possessed. Its fur stood on end, its eyes turned beady, and it began to chase... itself.

At first, we tried to reason with it, but the dog would not be swayed. It was as if it had made a pact with some dark force, and now it was hell-bent on chasing its own tail until the end of time.

We tried everything: treats, toys, even a miniature mirror. But nothing seemed to work. It was as if the dog had finally found its true calling in life: the art of self-obsession.

And so, we made the difficult decision to abandon it. Not just the dog, but our own sanity. We packed up our things and left the park, leaving the dog to its own devices. Or, rather, to its own tail.