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A Story about our dog, Mutt

I apologize for this poor picture! But it is Mutt.

I wrote a story about Mutt, our dog, some time ago. We had him right after we came to Indiana to live back in 1946. We didn't have him very long because he got distemper and died. But we got very attached to him even in that short time.

I don't think my sister-in-law was so attached! He chewed up her Easter hat. We had all gone out to eat after church and Mary left her hat lying on the coffee table. We had left Mutt at home.

When we returned home we saw the whole living room floor littered with something--it was so chewed up that we couldn't even recognize what had been chewed up until we examined it closer. It was Mary's hat. Mary's mother had bought the hat for her. Mary cried a little about it.

We felt terribly bad about it and we offered to pay for it but , of course, Mary would not hear of that. It was a very regrettable thing to happen but nothing that we could help.

Mutt was a lovely little dog but he did things that were not so lovely sometimes!

posted by kyra lafain @ 11/24/2008 12:30:00 PM