| You are probably wondering why I am growling in this picture. Well, I was 7 months old, and asleep at the foot of Fluffgirl's bed. I had just waken up at the end of a dream. I was in the desert in my dream, so that made me thirsty. I got off the bed and went to get some water from my bowl in the kitchen. I was on my way back to my girl's bed when I heard the doorknob on the front door jiggle. I went to the window in the front room and looked out. Sure enough, some one was dressed up in black and trying to get into the house. I ran into Fluffgirl's room so that I could protect her. Then I thought about it and realized I would be putting her into even more danger if the robber went in there. I ran out into the front room again. By then, the man in black had almost gotten the door open. I hid under the computer desk so I was out of site of the bad person. As soon as the guy came into the house, I jumped out infront of him and bared my teeth and gums. I let out a soft growl but did not bark, knowing it was 2:00 in the morning. I did not want to wake anyone up so what I did, was leap up on the man and cause him to fall backwards. On his way down, his head hit the corner of the computer desk. That knocked him out. I dragged him outside and left him in the field. The next morning, I went outside to see if the guy was still there. He wasnt. I went inside and asked Fluffgirl if she could make me another cake. This time I wanted to share it with her. I jumped up at the kitchen table and ate |
