Barking Mad
The excitement was palpable as I
raced around the house. Food being
prepared, decorations going up ready for the party tonight. I love
parties. I wandered into the kitchen,
looking for spare food but I was shooed way.
I went to help with the decorations instead. I started rifling through a
box, finding some stars and stripes glasses.
As I was playing with them on the floor one of the children picked them
up and put them on my face. I pretended I couldn’t see and started running into
things and barking madly, making the children roar with laughter. I could see perfectly well, but I liked
making the children laugh. It usually
meant I got extra treats and I wasn’t disappointed. I sat in my basket contentedly watching all
the guests arrive and knew I wasn’t going to be short of food or fuss for the
next few hours.
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