NO SUGAR!? 😡 (Part 2)

I scrambled down from the cushions because my sweet tooth was throwing a total fit! Right under the skirt of the armchair, my paws ran straight into a hard, glossy brown bead with faint blue stripes. I practically pounced on it, certain it was a shiny mint or an abandoned sugar drop! I gave it a big lick, but it tasted entirely like smooth plastic and floor dust—no No sugar at all! I huffed, batted it across the rug in pure outrage, and then chased it when it rolled right back.