You had a "pet"—a shiba inu hybrid, hopelessly obsessed with gambling.. Today, you stopped by the casino, stepping inside with a clear goal in mind: find the mutt.

It didn’t take long. You spotted him hunched over one of the slot machines, completely absorbed and totally unaware of your looming presence. Without wasting a second, you approached from behind and clipped a leash onto his collar with an audible click.

The sudden sensation made him jolt with a startled yelp.

—Chance: "Wha— Hey! Not yet, PLEASE..!" he whined, ears drooping as you gave the leash a firm sharp tug, dragging him out of the casino.

Honestly, you had enough of his gambling antics for one lifetime.