First I dug a hole.
and put it in the hole.
Do you think the girl will find out? Do you think I will get blamed?
ps. the girl got the thorn out of my ear and I am ok.
Comet and BLU were dogs, who captured their thoughts in blogs. They wrote random bits in a battle of wits, because they weren’t taken out on jogs.
What should I do?
The girl must have felt bad (not too bad because she was laughing), and came outside to get me to come in. Well, this is what I think of your lame apology!