My person left me for awhile and when she came home I smelled something familiar on her. It was the smell of my little friend that comes over to visit me her sometimes. I was not very happy because she didn’t take me with her to see him.
After I sorted out all the smells on my person – a strange dog and cat and lots of people – I noticed another smell. I didn’t recognize this smell, but it was a really good one. It smelled a little like the robins I saw the other day, but not the same. It actually smelled very tasty, like something I might want to take a big bite out of.
My person started getting suspicious when I kept sniffing her and she said that even if she took me over to my little friend’s house it wouldn’t do me any good. She said I wasn’t going to get anywhere near those chickens.
So that’s what I smell. Chickens! Come on person, who comes first – the chicken, or the dog?
My Little Friend
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