Week 3 October 2015

Dogs bark for a reason.


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I laid quietly in Poppa’s chloe_week3_October_2015lap and he sat quietly holding me….till my house exploded into a barkfest of the loud and serious kind. You see, my cousin Lola was staying overnight with me at the same time Uncle Matt came to visit. He sat on one end of the couch with her and I sat at the other end with my Poppa. Uncle Matt started teasing Lola and she didn’t like it one bit. She got really mad—so mad that she rolled back her upper lip at Uncle Matt but it looked to me like she might be baring them at my Poppa. That was the game changer! Thinking she was threatening my Poppa, I was up and across the couch faster than she could move– putting my face in hers– baring my teeth and yelling at her to back away. Poppa grabbed me and carried me to the kitchen. I was so fired up I kept looking back at Lola, barking and snarling at her. Poppa petted me and talked soft till I finally calmed down and we went back to the couch. I sat in Poppa’s lap. He put his hand on my back. I kept my eyes on Lola and gave one final growl under my breath. I always feel better getting in the last word.

Idea Her point!    

“There’s an art to knowing when to speak up….”

– Layla Kayleigh