You charge at the woman! CHAAAARGE!

“Woof woof!” you bark as you accelerate toward the woman. That translates to, “I GONNA RIP YOUR THROAT OUT, WENCHBAG.” Just then, an ambulance carrying your dear owner Betty runs you over. Can you believe that? CAN YOU? THAT’S INSANE. THE SAME AMBULANCE SAVING BETTY IS THE SAME ONE THAT JUST KILLED YOU. Wow. Irony.

The end