"NO PETS!!" yelled Harmi.

"This is not a pet," replied the man. "This is a service chupacabra, and the law states flatly that service animals are permitted in dumps like this."

And he pulled the snarling, snapping animal to a table and sat down.

"A cup of coffee and a piece of your delicious poison...er, boysenberry pie, please. And a live goat for my friend here," and he scratched the chupacabra's ears.

It purred like a contented kitten.