Microfiction Corner: A Drake Parker Story Revisited

So my foot’s totally stuck in there, right? I’m freaking out, the dog’s having a seizure, and I still have half a pie left. So I leave the pie and wiggle my foot, but the dog won’t budge. Finally it coughs up the toy, but goes straight for the pie. And I need to protect the pie! So I end up in this fetal position over it while the dog’s barking. I manage to kick the toy across the room, the dog takes the bait, and I book it outside. Crazy right? So now I make Josh go instead.