"Lucky! Lucky! LUCKY BALTHAZAR, GET IN HERE!" Lucky is sitting in front of the gate to the kitchen, looking in with big tearful eyes. I am calling him from the office, and he is being as stubborn as a goat. I gave him his nickname, little goat, because of it. His stubbornness started small and got big. First he refused to come from he kitchen when I called him. Then he refused to come in when we called him in the daytime. And finally, late at night, he refused to come in. Talk about a bad puppy! He kept me and Dad up for a long time that night. When Dad finally got him to come in at midnight, Lucky got a scolding that still echoes in my ears!
Bye for now,
Maddie
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