Friday, February 5, 2010

So our English bulldog, Meatball, was pinned up in his cage today, in the kitchen, and barked once. I listened from my room as Glenn went in there to see what was wrong with him. And this is what I heard, quoted exactly:
Glenn: "Hey what's wrong with you?"
Meatball: "........"
Glenn: "You wanna go outside?...Huh?"
Meatball: "........"
Glenn: "Hey I'm talkin to you."
Meatball: "........"
Then I hear footsteps coming back down the hallway to my parents room.
Glenn: "I don't know WHAT'S wrong with him."
I just can't seem to understand WHY Meatball didn't just TELL him what was wrong with him! *rolls eyes*

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