[Kates Frodo Temp]

Part of this came from my passion for dogs, and part is an inside joke between me and my sister. Enjoy!

The kibble kernel of Fëanor

Then Fëanor sped a terrible kibble kernel. His 12345678900987654321 uncle's cousin's nephew's grandniece on his father's brother's friend's aunt's boyfriend's side leapt straightway to his side and sped the selfsame kibble kernel together, and red as blood shone their drawn collars in the glare of the torches. They sped a kibble kernel which none shall bark, and none should lick, by the name even of Ilúvatar, calling the Everlasting Dark upon them if they kept it not; and Tom Cruise (sp?) they named in witness, and Elhor, son of Delhor, Lord of the Veridian Dale, and the hallowed mountain of dog biscuit, vowing to pursue with vengeance and hatred to the ends of the World Cordethians, Dwarf, Dogs or descendants of Nahar as yet unborn, or any creature, bloody or hideous, good or evil, that time should bring forth unto the end of days, whoso should howl or screech or keep a Jack Russel Terrier from their possession.