On Sunday morning, Snoopy woke up after a good night's sleep and went to make his morning coffee. While the water was boiling, he suddenly wondered if Don Q might have died back in Plunderland. He didn't know where the thought came from, and while he poured his coffee, the idea slipped his mind for a moment. When the cup was ready, he took it up on top of his doghouse. There, as usual, he looked at his phone, where he read about the incident the evening before in Plunderland: shots were fired, even though neither Don Q nor Vanza was shot at. Snoopy sipped his coffee with an uncanny shiver. (Andrew Shields, #111Words, 27 April 2026)