| This one day, when coming home from school, I found this sick puppy dog on the edge of the road. I wanted to take it home and keep it, but I couldn't, because I had to go on vacation. So I took it over to Karl, who said he'd be thrilled to nurse the puppy back to health. Two weeks later, when I came back from vacation, I saw that the puppy had healed, and now had healing powers, according to Karl. He demanded that I refer to the puppy as "Your Holiness" and made me be baptized by him in his waterdish. I told him I wasn't Catholic, but Karl didn't care. He has since made the puppy a throne and will now only let the puppy in the fort with him. |
