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Gift gone bad

January 14th 2008 6:35 am
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My Humon told me she didn't feel well. I took care of her for two days, making sure she didn't stay in bed too long. Today she was up and moving. She left the bathroom door open and headed for the kitchen to make a cup of tea. I raced in the bathroom and grabbed a roll of toilet paper and proudly presented in front of my humom. After ripping the paper, my humom called me in the kitchen for a well deserved treat. She then turned on the kettle for tea, picked up the paper, and sat down to read the Sunday news. After feeding Sunny and ME, she asked if we wanted to go out. Sunny ran out but not me. MY humom then sat down with her cup of tea and glanced at the paper. I started to run back and forth, she looked at me and asked if i now wanted out. I took off running toward the door with humom fast behind me. As the door opened I ran, but not outside, I ran into the kitchen and up on the chair to drink MY CUP TEA. I finished the tea. Soon after I went outside. Mom got ready for church and then let Sunny and Me in. In the afternoon we played ball, tug a war, watched TV, and got belly rubs. Dinner was great, we got a hot dog with dinner. It was a great day. As my humom got ready for bed it was our last time out. I anxiously ran out and played. Mom opened the door to let bus back in. I charged in the door jumped up on the bed with my Wonderful Gift. She looked at me and yelled GET IT OUT. I grabbed my wonderful gift and ran back outside into the dark. She turned on the porch light to see what I had. There I was with my prize gift (small mole ). After several attempts to get it in, I soon realized she didn't want my grand gift. Oh well, it was still a grand day and a good hunt.


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