Fluffy White Dogs with Pink Skates
Tonight, Lucas told us a story about how he built a castle out of blocks for big dogs and little dogs to skate on the roof. Then he said that he told the dogs they could skate on the roof of our house.
“Up there?” Ian pointed to the ceiling.
“Yes,” said Lucas.
“Why they don’t skate outside on the driveway?” Ian asked.
“If the dogs skate on the driveway, they might accidentally skate into the street and get hit by a car,” Lucas explained.
He then revealed that there are, in fact, nine little, fluffy white dogs living in our house with us. They hide from mommy and daddy.
“Really? I haven’t seen them around here anywhere. Where do they sleep?” I inquired.
“They sleep in crates, in a secret corner in the bathroom, where you can’t find them.”
“Who feeds the dogs?”
“Me!”
“What do they eat?”
“Broccoli!”
“Ah ha! So you and the dogs are the ones who eat all the broccoli?”
“Yes!”
much giggling
One of the little white fluffy dogs has skates.
“What color are they?”
“Pink,” he replied.
“How many skates does the dog need?”
“Four!”
February 14, 2006 at 10:01 am
If it weren’t for Lucas I wouldn’t know anything about this world we live in.