There we were, just hanging around with nothing much to do, when I saw the BBQ needed cleaning. Well, me being a good dog, I thought I would help out Keith by giving it a good licking. Tiffany said she would stand guard and warn me if the Humans were around, but she must have dozed off, because all of a sudden, there was Keith with the camera. Sprung again! I got a lecture about how hot the BBQ can get and I would have my paws burned off, and then we got locked up while the BBQ got disinfected. Don't know why he had to do that. I got the plates thoroughly cleaned so there was not a trace of anything on it. Humans get paranoid about germs, but after a Toller's Tongue has been around, there is not enough left for even one germ to live on.
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