B went out to the studio, Kizzie wanted to go with him but she isn't allowed in the studio because she steals stuff. So she stood in the kitchen by the door to the garden looking all sad. Then she trumped. And looked at me. So I opened the door and let her out. She mosied along the path, carefully sniffing and being very innocent. She walked past the studio door, stopped, did a double take. Fancy that, she found her daddy! Quite by accident.
Kizzie stood and looked and waited, she looked and waited, all pathetic in the cold hard snow. Eventually she gave in and came back inside, stomped into her crate and threw herself down, huffed and went to sleep.
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:-) Quite the prima donna!
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