When I woke up this morning and looked out the window at Central Park, it was all white -- covered with snow. There were lots of children on sleds. It looked like fun. I dragged Mabel to the window hoping she'd get the hint to take me on a sled. I had it all planned. She'd dress me up in a warm fluffy coat, and a hat, and boots, and a scarf and everything.
But she just got on the phone to her friend, Nigel and said, "The park looks so pretty, why don't we go for a walk?" And out they went...without moi!
I went right to Mabel's closet and took one of her new shoes and hid it in my room.
When she got ready to go out to dinner that night, she looked high and low for that shoe. But she didn't find it. Tomorrow I'll put it back. That'll get her thinking.
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