Recently at the vets as I waited for the doctor to give me Max’s blood test results, a little girl about seven years old walked up to us and asked to pet Max. She was just adorable with long auburn ringlets, a devilish grin and that pure magical sparkle of innocence in her eyes. About 30 minutes later she came back over and said she just had to pet him again and we had a little conversation that went a little something like this…
Me: do you have a dog?
Red: Yes I have two dogs
Me: I have two dogs as well
Her freckled nose wrinkled up and her head cocked to the side and she looked off and up to the side.
Red: Actually we have, ummm, we have four dogs, yeah, we have four dogs
Something told me that little red was telling me a fib here and in my head I was singing the song liar liar pants on fire....but I humored her and adorable red ringlets.
Me: WOW four dogs, that’s a LOT, what are their names?
Red: Wellllllll, we gave one to my brother and another one to my uncle
Me: Ohhhhh, really? That’s so nice.
Red: Wellllll ummm, actually one of them was a goat!
And with that said she pivoted on her black patent covered toes and I watched the auburn ringlets bounce as she skipped away.
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