The ancient terrier
sleeps, the treasure tucked under her chin. After a while, she turns onto her
side, and the treasure rolls quietly away.
In the living room,
the young dog’s ears perk up, and he stealthily creeps into the bedroom.
He grabs the
treasure and returns to the sofa.
When the terrier wakes
up, she frantically searches till she spies the treasure in between her rival’s
stork legs. He winks at her, smugly.
She bides her time
around the corner till he gets up to get a drink.
When he returns,
both the terrier and the treasure are gone.
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