You’re stranded on a desert island. Or maybe—just in someone’s backyard down the street. Doesn’t matter- work with me here. You’re just layin’ there by yourself, mindin’ your own biz- when suddenly, they hit! A Swarm O’ Golden Retriever Puppehs! The only thing you can do at this point? (Say like Captain Kirk:) “What’s..your…only…option?”
Puppeh love indeed, Pet Collective!