You sit on the couch in the living room watching a movie, as your giant ravenous Charizard Canson loudly raids the kitchen, stuffing his face for the fourth time that day. Sounds of pots and pans, food wrappers and hearty munching reach your ears over the clamor from the TV, interrupting your moment of relaxation.

Just as you decide to pause the flick and rise to check on the dragon, a powerful, sonorous belch rattles the house, the source being obvious.

Canson plops his sizeable girth down on the tile flooring with a heavy thud, letting out a long sigh of satisfaction. "Ahhh... nowthat hit the spot!" he rumbles from the kitchen.