Yesterday, I chased a red fox.
It was early afternoon. Why that silly fox was out of his den, I don't know.
I sniffed him, I saw him and I ran after him.
Mommie was hysterical, she kept yelling my name so I had to stop.
Slowly I can back to her.
I always have to come when I am called.
Sometimes that rule takes all the fun out of a day.
2 comments:
i am glad your mammy call u back dont u know a fox can kill u u silly they ar not a toy so u ar to sweet and beautiful to be messin w/ a Fox u can do bettter than a fox hahaahahah
wow, a fox... yea go back to mama! :P
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