My dogs get a treat cookie before they go to bed. Tonight before Mrs bot got of the couch Molly, my baby, was sitting in here and looked at my wife and Mrs bot asked me what I thought she wanted.
I'm facing the other direction at the computer and I said "oh, she probably wants to go O - U - T so that she can E - A - T her C - O - O - K - I -E at whecih tome, when I spelled out cookie she made got up and did her cookie dance and started heading that way.
Dammit.
Tomorrow: Stories of the Beagle
Monday, September 19, 2005
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