No one ever taught me how to play with toys. Oh, Mom tried. I had a bunch of toys. I just never did anything with them. Now I have one toy. I really like my toy, because when I bop it around it gives me treats! I just don't see the point of running after a ball or a frisbee. Or a stick. A wood stick? I figure if I can't eat it, why bother?
But we play little games sometimes. I used to like pretending I had no legs so Mom had to struggle to get my halter on! I don't do that anymore. I like going out here, so I can't wait to get out the door!
And Dad throws me popcorn, sometimes, but I'm not very good at catching it. I don't know why. They just always get away from me, like butterflies.
But everyone has a talent, and SO do I! When Mom and Dad have these tasty little sesame sticks, they will throw one every now and then. And guess what? I am a CHAMPION sesame stick catcher! Really! I hardly ever miss. I just open up the vapor lock and in it goes! Maybe that is part of my magic, like opening doors with my brain!
I might not know how to play with toys, but sesame sticks taste WAY better, anyway!!
But we play little games sometimes. I used to like pretending I had no legs so Mom had to struggle to get my halter on! I don't do that anymore. I like going out here, so I can't wait to get out the door!
And Dad throws me popcorn, sometimes, but I'm not very good at catching it. I don't know why. They just always get away from me, like butterflies.
But everyone has a talent, and SO do I! When Mom and Dad have these tasty little sesame sticks, they will throw one every now and then. And guess what? I am a CHAMPION sesame stick catcher! Really! I hardly ever miss. I just open up the vapor lock and in it goes! Maybe that is part of my magic, like opening doors with my brain!
I might not know how to play with toys, but sesame sticks taste WAY better, anyway!!
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