Once Upon a Time

Once upon a time, in a not so far away land, lived a very large man and his very tiny squeak toy of a dog. Bright and early every morning, the very large man would put a very tiny leash on his very tiny squeak toy of a dog and take a walk through the very quiet, still sleeping neighborhood.

At exactly 6:34 a.m. daily, and precisely in front of the very same house, the very tiny squeak toy of a dog decided the time was right to make its presence known to the very quiet, still sleeping neighborhood. The very high-pitched, shrill, yap, yap, yapping echoed through the very quiet, still sleeping neighborhood until every living creature was rudely and abruptly hurled into consciousness and left to face the day with their hearts thumping frantically in their throats. Their once sleeping puppies hurtling towards the yap, yap, yapping with a chorus of their own enough to rival the Mormon Tabernacle Choir…albeit on a very, very bad day.

I do believe, at exactly 6:34 a.m. one morning very, very soon, I will have to go ninja on the very large man and his very tiny squeak toy of a dog.

…and we will all live happily ever after, minus one very large man and one very tiny squeak toy of a dog.

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