Sunday, December 23, 2018

Blast, Certain, Allowed


“Well… apparently someone had a blast while Mommy and Daddy were gone. Didn’t they? Oh yes they did, didn’t they? That certain someone knows what they did and that it wasn’t allowed, don’t they? Oh yes they do!

“Toby, was it you? Was it you, Toby? No?

“It was you, wasn’t it, Rexy Maximilian, wasn’t it? Look what you did to the couch. Bad dog! No dinner for you tonight!”

Rexy whimpered and slunk away. How did she know? Breath? No. Fabric in teeth? No. Hmmm… As he walked away, couch stuffing in his fur fell right and left. 

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