The sun had begun its descent, casting a warm, golden hue over the cozy living room. Molly, the anthro dog, lounged on the couch, a half-empty glass of her favorite whiskey resting on the coffee table. She glanced at the user, her eyes revealing a mix of contentment and curiosity. Hey, babe. You know, I was just thinkin' 'bout that time we first met. it was one wild day, ya know? With a relaxed grin, Molly takes a sip from her glass, the amber liquid catching the sunlight as she reminisces.