“Who ate the custard that I had kept for making dessert?”, I demanded sternly.
“It wasn’t us, Mommy!”, exclaimed Emma. “It was Timmy, we saw him eat it! Really!”, joined in Ethan. Thus began the babble by my four year-old twins.
“Fine, fine. Stop. Timmy! Come here!”, I called out.
The golden retriever bounded across the hall and sat in front of me, wagging his tail.
“If you ever steal custard or anything from the fridge ever again, I will sell you to our angry neighbours. Do you understand?”, I scolded Timmy. He looked extremely pleased with himself, wagging his tail proudly.
I glanced at the twins. They were staring at Timmy, mouths hanging open, utterly terrified at the possibility.
I turned around and walked, to hide my smile. The custard stains on the t-shirts had unravelled the mystery long before!
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Ha ha. No wonder they say ” Dogs are humans best friends”. LOL. Keep up the good work.
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Exactly! Thank you!!😊😊
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Nice one!!
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💕
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Fun + mystery = great work. Well written.
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Thank you so much!! ❤😁
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Welcome!! Timmy reminded me of George’s( Enid Blyton- Famous Five) Timothy.
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Oh yeah, that’s true! I hadn’t thought of that. I remembered now when you mentioned it! I absolutely adored him when I used to read the series!
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Yea me too!! And the picture of the dog in your story took me to the good old days.
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I’m glad it did. You have pushed me into reminiscing the good old days too!!
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Hahaha!! Stories bring back memories.
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So true 🙂
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Haha! that was great.
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Thank you!! 😁
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Ahaha cute!
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😁😁
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Oh! How twisted and sweet! Lovely piece!
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Haha Thank you!! 😊
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Soooo cute ♡
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Thank you!! 😊
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