The White Tiny Giant's Life

Hmmm, should I play with the ball, or the rawhide?

September 15th 2004 1:34 pm
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Such decisions I make on a daily basis. I am cute. Where's the yellow ball? Oh, there it is, under the bed, well, I"ll just stick myself halfway under the bed and , WHOA!!! What's THAT???? A plastic bag??? , Oh, here I am back under the bed, partially. I see the ball. BAG!!!!! Oh, it's gone. But the ball is still here. I will stare at it until it moves towards me on its own.

Look, here comes Momma, she sees me sticking out of the bed, now she is pulling me out because I can't do it on my own, cuz the bed is low. Oh, she sees the ball, and LOOK! she takes it out for me and throws it into the living room. Much less scary in there. No bag.. Now I will sleep. (after I lick the ball for about an hour)

 
 

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