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I can do it. I step back. I will, I will.
Yes, I made it. . ink
Ushnedeetsr. my tiny paws are duck feathers enclosed 10 snowy P
Ahh, I sink into the center--Paradise.
I hear the key.
CLICK--the lock.
The clicking heels cross the foyer.
She's home first.
I tumble off and
flop down the stairs.
HURRY, HURRY!!
She's there, at the last step--waiting.
I tumble to a halt.
My long ear rubs against her ankle.
"Have we been a good boy today?"
I wag my tail in reply. Sucker!!
"Go and get it" she says.
I trot around the corner.
There it is.
My precious bowl filled to the rim.
It's dinner time.
Kimbery Lohmann
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