Now I know why Angel Stuart had a blog. Maybe one day it’ll be mine, but for the moment, I’m taking it over.
Angel Stuart was wise. He knew that 2-legged folks do some strange things. These things made good stories. I hope my stories are as good as his were.
So here goes. Take a look at these things:
They are called legs. No. Crutches. That’s what they are. Now take a look at this:
It wasn’t my fault. Promise.
So I guess this means, no road trip!
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So . . . what happened? Haven’t we seen something similar to this before? I think the foot needs a blog of its own!
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Oh boy! This should be some story!
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Yuck! So sorry!
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I am sure Winston is innocent !
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It can’t be Sniglet’s fault.
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Uh oh!
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Our mommy has been hobbling around for months. Lots of luck to you. She has been very cranky.
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oh no! hope the peeps feel better soon.You will have to arroooooo to help them get better.
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I’m sure it’s not your fault being a good boy and all. But you can help your peeps out. When my stepfather fell and broke his foot when the dogs would walk by they would lick his toes. It was their way of helping to heal faster đŸ™‚
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Ohh Peeptress… were you trying to move furniture and stuff ?? I’m sure Winston got scared when you hit the ground!
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Ruh Roh! It looks painful. Heal quick – isn’t there a move coming up?
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Mom remembers those sticky things from when she blew her meniscus out busting a move walking Barkley. Hope you heal quickly!
Abby Lab
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FREE WInston!! Snorts – what happened buddy? These humans of mine are always tripping over their own two feet. I know that’s what happened? Right? XOXO – Bacon
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