Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy and Tempeste in the Yard

“Tempeste, where are you going?”

“Don’t you hear that barking?”

“That dog barks every day. What’s the big deal?”

“It just sounded a little different to me.”

“Listen carefully. Tell me it’s different.”

“Okay. You are right. That is the same dog.”

“So let’s get on with the day,”

“Yeah, good idea. That stupid dog has shut up anyway.”

“What would you like to do today?”

“Oh, I don’t know. We could look for leaves.”

“Now that is a one-way trip to predition.”

“But look. Here is a nice greenie.”

“Oh, man. You are going to get in so much trouble.”

“Mom is out, so it’s okay.”

“But she reads this post, and she will know.”

“OMG. I never thought of that.”

“What are you doing now?”

“I’m trying to deflect the leaf mishap. I’m over here being a good watchdog.”

“I think you are already busted, so you might as well get back to normal.”

“You are right. Time to take a nutty.”

“Once you are finished, do you want to play ball?”

“Oooh. That will be fun. Do you have a ball?”

“We’ll have to ask Mom.” She’ll be back shortly.”

“Great. I’ll still have time to work off some steam.”

 

One comment

  1. Charles Yallowitz's avatar

    The hunt for forbidden tasties continues. Did Twiggy ever have a habit like this?

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