Mabel tags: the house
She scurries around the house. Yup, she's scurrying, and she's a medium size dog. It's pretty hard for her to pull it off but I works. Then the silly little female starts chasing her tail. It was all she could think of doing right now. Suddenly her stomach grumbles. "I'm huunngrrrryyyyyyy !!!!!" Mabel bounds over to Son, and whines " take me hunting!!"
Son
"Fine you pest." He grins and stands up. "Anyone else?" (Wb.)





















