So I was just about to use the lemon juice maker thing, right? So I have the lemon propped on it and everything but then I think, huh, maybe I should make sure there's nothing gross in it such as an ant or mouse turd or something. So I lift up the lid and jump. There is this black, sprawled form in it a few inches in diameter with these appendages and this red spot and... OH. IT'S TOTO. Solomon must have put it in there some time in the last few days. I'm such a dweeb.

The title should be "in which Sarah gets scared by a toy dog," but I don't want to ruin the suspense for anyone...