All was as merry as a marriage bell, and might have continued so but for that puppy Sim.
Of course the puppy barked; of course the skunk did not like it.
I opened the door of his cage and, snatching the puppy, fled.
Then their noses touched, and he felt the warm little tongue of the puppy on his jowl.
He had had experience in puppy fights and was already something of a bully.