My favourite shop
This is a photo of our local op shop (my American doggy friends would probably call it a thrift store).
It is my favourite shop. I make mum take me there every day. I start whining if she hasn’t taken me by lunch time - that usually does the trick.
Mum makes me wait outside while she goes in and finds a nice little soft toy for me. Sometimes I get so excited, I sneak inside and have a bit of a look around myself. Sometimes the lovely ladies who run the shop invite me in. And sometimes, they’ve even picked out a toy and have it ready for me.
After I’ve got my new toy I carry it all the way home. Everyone we meet on the way home can see how happy I am, and they smile at me. I’d smile back, but I’d drop my toy if I did. Instead I wiggle a lot and wag my tail.
Sometimes when we go for a walk, the op shop door is closed. Mum tells me the shop isn’t open, but I jump up and look in the windows just to make sure. I hate it when the shop is closed. It’s my favourite shop, and I love getting new toys.
Posted by Bacchus on March 8th, 2006 at 08:54pm
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Hey everyone, this is Fergus. He’s the hairy one on the left wearing goggles. The cute one on the right is his friend, Maeve.