 Northwoods Vacationland Album |
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Northwoods Vacationland Album |
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Blizzard noticed the smell as soon as he came into the kitchen. "Something really smells good" he thought. It smelled like bratwurst. His favorite food. His mouth started to water. Being that he was from Wisconsin, he even thought it was the state's favorite food. Well, there was a state flower, so why not a state favorite food? He remembered the very first time he had tasted a bratwurst. He had been playing in a field, busily chasing a big monarch butterfly. Suddenly he heard a whistle and a shout "Come here boy!" "I've got something good for you, a real treat!" As he ran towards his master he wondered what it could be. That's when he got his first taste of a brat. And that was a long time ago. Especially in dog years. After all, he was a full grown dog by now. Blizzard noticed a pan on top of the stove. Yes, that's where the bratwurst was. But how could he get it down? Now Grandma Dorothy had 3 cats. However, only one was in the house at this time. The other 2 were outside playing with their friends. He talked to Tiger in animal talk. "Tiger, can you jump up on top of the stove and get me a brat?" Tiger wasn't eager to do this, after all Blizzard liked to chase him and sometimes he played kind of rough. So Tiger answered him "I'll do this for you on one condition: You have to promise not to chase me anymore." Tiger said. "I'll have to think about that." Blizzard said. And then Blizzard got another sniff of the brat. "OK! I'll stop chasing you!" Blizzard said. A few minutes went by. Then Tiger jumped on the stove being very careful since the stove could be hot. Blizzard waited patiently. Then Blizzard became very excited. Soon he would have a brat! Tiger smelled one. "I don't know why you like this so much. Is it going to be worth our getting into trouble?" Blizzard answered "Oh yes, it will be well worth it!" Tiger carefully snatched one from the pot, thinking that this would be the only one he would throw down to Blizzard. But then, Blizzard begged for one more. Just as Tiger tried to get another, Grandma Dorothy came into the kitchen. Blizzard was just finishing up. The crime was discovered. There were only 3 brats left in the pot. This was to be part of tonight's supper. Grandma Dorothy looked at both of them. How could she reprimand them? First she would explain to them why taking something without permission is really wrong. Their punishment for this action would be no bed time treats tonight. Blizzard and Tiger promised Grandma Dorothy that from this day forward they would try to never take anything that wasn't theirs without permission. |
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