Ok so on Thursday I figured out a way to get out of our fence ... but that is not what this story is about .. mom was already frustrated with me .. when she let us out later on in the day, I came running to the door with something in my mouth, she picked me up by my scruff and I dropped it .. what was it you ask? I rat tail, with some bloddy fur attached .. of course mom was disgusted and left it for dad to pick up, and he reminded her .. why do you think they are called RAT terriers?? heh heh mom thought that was a good point
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