The Dog Door

Yes, the dog door. Sometimes it’s my best friend. Perfect for bringing inside sticks, apples from the apple tree and lots more outside treasures when mom isn’t looking. Yet other times it’s my enemy. Too small to fit the real treasures through.

I think I need an upgrade to the extra wide model.

2 thoughts on “The Dog Door

  1. Oh Silly Ammo, are you still playing with that headless goose?
    🙂

  2. Ammo, you can tell you are really thinking about it and trying hard. Some things just aren’t meant to be I guess. Maybe green rubber chicken didn’t want to go inside anyway and he stretched out real long so he wouldn’t fit through the door 🙂

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