I was working on a very fascinating article about mold when I heard
Isaac whimpering. So I looked over to see what he was whining about and
there was Isaac's Blue Toy (a toy he likes a lot that you can stuff
treats in, we call the Blue Toy because, well, it is blue) with Isaac on
one side and Whiskers on the other, having a show down.
Whiskers does
not even want to play with that toy, but she has been a bit rude to
Isaac here lately. Isaac wanted his toy and she was daring him to try
to pick it up. So he was afraid to try to get it. Poor doggie.
I had
to tell him it was OK, he could get his toy, and he crept forward,
snatched it up quickly, and ran away with it.
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