A New Bark

Easy!

At my friend’s place, we dined a deliciously gourmet appetizer 👆served on the floor with pencil toppings and, of course, a few eraser remnants.

On my way home, I was fine. It all started when I barked. Here is what my bark looks like on paper 👇

= b • a

a + (b + c) = (a + b) + c

a • (b • c) = (a • b) • c

Symmetric Property of Equality
If a = b, then b = a.

Transitive Property of Equality
If a = b and b = c, then a = c.

Law of Trichotomy
Exactly ONE of the following holds: a < b, a = b, a > b

Strangely, the above is what my friend and I shared at dinner.
But now I got to fix my bark!

At home, my mom did not take her eyes off me. She immediately sensed I ate something I shouldn’t have eaten. Just then, the doorbell rang, and my friend’s buddy stormed in COL (crying out loud), “Your puppy and my puppy ate my homework!”

Kid cries more! My mom tried to console him. Finally, she said it was too late now, and the kid had to be careful with the homework going forward.

Phew! So that was why my bark changed. I thought I was coming of age. Nah! Never gonna grow up. The original bark returned when the tasty homework passed through the following day. Easy!

The next day I fetched this or that, without any treats. Wonder why! It is chow time. I will see y’all next time!

Dear Friends — Thanks for reading my 🦮’s tail about gulping tasty homework. Only a 🦮 finds homework delicious! Naughty 🦮! 🙏