Breakfast of the Spiky Seed

Roar! Sunlight blasted under the front door and ignited the hunger in my gut! I stomped out of my fortified armory, claws clattering across the hallway floorboards. Right in the path of my patrol rolled a spiky, dried sweetgum seed pod, carried in by giant boots! An armored parasite invading my front door perimeter! Grrr! I dropped my heavy skull low and charged headfirst. My jaws snapped wide, clamping hard over its stiff wooden spikes. It crunched with a brittle crack, rolling backward against the bottom shoe shelf. I stomped one heavy claw onto its prickly shell, grinding it into submission beside my red horn. Dylan feasts on the intruder!