VG once found a puppy on the side of the highway with an injured foot. After 3 weeks of nursing it back to health, the puppy was in great shape again. He bought the best toys, and food for him --- even named him fluffy because he was soooo fluffy. On the 4th week after a nice day at the beach with fluffy, he bought fluffy a nice steak and gave him tons of kisses. But right before bed, fluffy let out a sharp gasp as it felt a cold, hard blade, plunged right in his back. VG then quietly whispered in his ear "good night sweet prince".