| In this picture, I was running after a stick that Fluffgirl threw out in the field. I ran after it so fast, Fluffgirl said, that there was fire behind me! I was impressed with myself. I think Fluffgirl was impressed with me too because she made me a big, giant, humongous white cake. That kept me from running the next three days because I was so full. All I did was sit on the couch and drink bananna milkshakes. Fluffgirls made them too. Just as the cake, it was delicious. I think I had three or so. That kept me from running another two days. I was inside for about a week. On the sixth day, I was out side again. I didn't feel much like running though. I sat on the porch in the shade and bummed. That was the day I realized I was going to be full grown soon, and would not be able to sit on Fluffgirl's lap anymore. I wanted inside. When Fluffgirl let me in, I ran directly to her bed and curled up on it. My girl came running in after me. I licked her face and whined a little. I almost fit into my collar. I didn't want to grow any bigger than I was. Fluffgirl picked me up and took me over to the computer. I sat on her lap and watched her draw this picture. She made me look younger than three months. |
