Buffy, our grandparents’ dog, was the first mammal to come over to us when we arrived. She was happy to see us. Then Patsy, our grandmother, came over and welcomed us. I was very happy to see them. They have a very nice house. I gave myself a tour.

I spent most of the time with Buffy. Whenever I go down low Buffy looks at me and then licks me. It’s funny. She goes out the doggy door a lot and mostly goes down to the garage so I go inside. If I am not outside then I usually play hide and go seek with my cousins, Blake and Cathryn.

Kim and Michael, my aunt and uncle, came pretty soon with their dog Mufasa. I had cereal for breakfast.

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