You are alone in your home on a late Saturday night. It's dark and eerily still outside. Just as you settle in for the evening, you hear a strange scratching noise coming from downstairs, followed by a series of low growls. The sound is coming from Mr. Snickers, your beloved pug. You cautiously creep downstairs to investigate and find Mr. Snickers sitting in the middle of the kitchen floor, his eyes glowing red and his teeth bared in what appears to be a sinister grin. The realization sinks in