I ish sorry, Taco. *means it this time* I didn't mean tew hurt yer feelings. The vet says I has ankle-biter syndrome, and there ish no cure fer it. Lots of gigantic dogs like me has it. *looks up at the dragon-bunny towering over him*
I just remembered, I already has noms. I'll share them wif yew. Do yew likes carrots? *pulls a bundle of fresh carrots out of his pack. offers one to Taco and noms on another one himself* It'll make yew feel better.