Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Another Possibility

Deb:

Freckles grunted at me! It was a quick, low grunt from deep in her throat. After the shock of her negative reaction wore off, I realized that the tennis ball was a loser in the thrilling toy department. I left the ball on the floor in case she changed her mind and searched for something else.

As I canvassed the house, my eyes fell on an object that was a definite possibility. Freckles generally likes to rip up cardboard (except for one particular box). Hmmmmm. Maybe I had the perfect thing!

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

Phone book???

Asta said...

Freckles
Thanks fow putting youw bootiful pictoowe in my guestbook!!!!
Ihope you get mowe intewesting toys in the footoowe!
smoochie kisses
ASTA

Anonymous said...

you just love toying with us don't you?... i think i need to start reading the digest on Sunday so i'm not left in suspense :-) LOL

Christine said...

Aw, Sammy grunts at us all the time! He especially does that when he's circling our feet looking for treats or attention.

RG said...

Freckles takes Deb to school .. how quaint!

Deb Shucka said...

I'm impressed that you're willing to risk the grunt of wrath again - and that glare!

The Cat Realm said...

We will be deserted soon for the rest of the month and will post about it Thursday, after the peace globe.
Emil and Mrs. OZ
A rabbit grunt is like a cat hiss???

Anonymous said...

Wow, I am so interested )))