Deb:
As I watched Freckles search the room from her hiding place under the table, I drizzled my dressing on the salad and tossed. Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye I saw Freckles make a run for it. She shot out from under the table and practically flew into the family room through the doorway that connected the two rooms.
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3 comments:
It's all your fault, Deb. You scared our sweet caring Freckles!
Meanie.
Sorry!
Deb
d'oh! ;-)
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