Wednesday, October 24, 2007

The Glare-Stare

Freckles:

Big Guy rubbed my nose with its paw. It seems to like enjoy doing that and the feeling is pleasant, so I let it happen. Plopping beside its giant feets, I rested, contemplating my next move.

The high-voiced one made the usual noises that punctured my ears, so I glared at it, hoping it would stop. Finally, it did. I knew my glare-stare could do it!

After a while I grew bored and decided to explore the surroundings to see if my cave was still blocked. I stood, stretched, and journeyed towards my destination.

1 comment:

Deb said...

Dear Freckles. I wonder if the Giant Feets made you think of your own beautiful thumpers.