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Pudding

It was a nice calm day after a windy storm the previous day. *whining* oh, look at the time, it is time to take out Buddy (our dog). I take him out and decide to vacuum while he's going to the bathroom. I'm vacuuming and I realize Buddy has gone into my grandmother's room and I yell at him to get out. He comes out and then goes right back into her room. I yell again and he comes out and so I put down the vacuum to see what's going on in there. So I go into my grandma's room to find her sitting in her chair, bending down to the trash can.
A little background to before Buddy went in her room. Before I took out Buddy I gave my grandma some vanilla pudding to have her eat something sweet.
I found her leaning over the trash can putting pudding on this plastic plate that was in the garbage so Buddy could eat it. I asked her what she was doing and she said "I'm just giving the dog the little bit that was left on the edges."

I looked down at the pudding on the plate. There was almost half of the pudding cup on the plate.

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