The pugcupine is rumoured not to exist, but know all ye by these presents that I removed about the FIFTH black pugcupine quill from deep within the skin of the sole of my right foot as it was burrowing deeper and deeper.
Deceptive are these quills, for they look like single regular black dog hairs, but somehow they penetrate into the skin as I shamble about here shoeless in this pseudo-redneck dwelling like the sort of hick that I am.
Sure, I could stop the madness by just wearing shoes around here, but that is nigh unthinkable.
Just keep in mind that the ancestors of the hound shown here once had truck with quilled rodents.
They MUST have done.