Hello. I am Swirl.
This mat came on our porch today out of nowhere.
Nobody gave me a heads-up. Just all of a sudden it was there, all prickly. Stiff. Fifty stabs. Inedible.
All I could do was kill it by making it into little pieces.
I know there are letters on the mat but I can’t read. I am just a dog.
I’m not sorry.