Tonight there was an epic battle. One little innocent looking little puppy:

Against one doormat so plain and boring I can't even be bothered to take a picture of it.
She saw it. She deemed it unfit for her space.

It was clearly a threat.

Look at her! Killer!

It had to be dragged all over the house. Our safety depended on it.

Once she was finished, Stella: about 100, Doormat: 1.

Yes, those are all tiny needle-like tooth marks. She really wanted to get that label off. But the doormat won that battle. We'll see if it can win the war!
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