Mynu wasnât panickedâat first. He knew exactly what to do: find the toilet bowl, take care of business, and get back to playing. Easy, right? Except there was one little problem. The toilet bowl wasnât where it was supposed to be.
With a slightly awkward waddle, Mynu began his search. He peeked behind the plants, checked the corner near the sink, and even looked under the chair (why would it be there? Who knows!). But no matter where he looked, the toilet bowl seemed to have completely vanished. His eyes darted around, his pace quickened, and his tail twitched nervously.
The situation was getting urgentâvery urgent. His tummy was making louder noises now, and the pressure was building. Mynuâs walk turned into a frantic dash as he checked every possible spot he could think of. Behind the door? Nope. Next to the water bucket? No sign of it. The poor little guyâs face was a mix of panic and disbelief, like the world had played a cruel joke on him.
Finally, Mynu couldnât hold it any longer. With one dramatic little squat⊠disaster struck. Right there in the middle of the floor. And once the first âplopâ happened, well, letâs just say it became a chain reaction. One spot here, another a few steps away, and another as he tried to keep moving to find a better place. Before long, there were little âgiftsâ scattered across the floor like a messy, smelly treasure hunt.
Mynu looked around at the scene, his eyes wide. He knew this was not idealâespecially since someone was bound to notice soon. Sure enough, within moments, Dad walked in, froze, and stared at the chaos. His mouth dropped open, then slowly turned into an exasperated smile.
âMynu⊠what happened here?!â Dad asked, his voice caught between shock and laughter.
Mynu tilted his head, ears twitching, as if to say, âI swear I tried to find the toilet! It just⊠wasnât there!â His innocent little face, combined with the very obvious evidence on the floor, made it hard for Dad to stay upset.
