Reminiscing

This was a story that I wrote when Lager was a puppy.  Hard to believe that he's now six years old!
Enjoy!

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The typical saga of a doggie toy in the Golla household...

Introducing a new toy...Mr. Piggy!  He is immediately snatched up by the "terrorist".

Lacey says, "Hand over the toy, kid...I get first dibs on all new toys."



 Of course, there's a squabble, all in good fun.

Mr. Piggy is totally forgotten, the whole reason for the squabble.

Lacey relaxes, believing herself triumphant and the matter settled!  Ah, but the arrogance of youth...the kid goes back for more. (And you asked WHY we call him a terrorist??)

Is he winning?  It certainly looks like he has the advantage!

But wait a minute...not so fast there, kid!  Remember...she is one LARGE bitch!

Could it be...?  Yes!  They've reached a truce!  Tranquility once again rules the Golla backyard...temporarily, anyway!  As for Mr. Piggy...who?

THE END  :-)