A Sticky Taste

A sudden tickle in my chest... breath! My paws clicked against the cold dark tile. There was a sweet, nutty smell spilling out right beside us. I couldn't stop myself—I leaned down, wiggled my snout, and took a nervous little snort right into the gooey puddle. Oh! It smeared thick across my jowls. Sticky, heavy, and very real. I wheezed softly, glancing over at the long-nosed dachshund figurine standing frozen next to me, completely stunned by the messy discovery.