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Looking outside the light rays shined bright in my face beside the window. the warmth was enough but looking outside at my lawn was my dog looking for a spot. Tapping against the window made a flicker sound that could be heard outside. Unheard of my dog crouched and began to lay waste. It was then that the mushy, brown, and soft texture began to take its place on the rough jagged ground. After i could hear the grass make a rumbling noise as my dog was sliding down a slope after laying waste on his bottom. i remembered staring at the poop and how i ate a jelly bean the flavor of waste and i could taste the soft texture that made me want to vomit.