Prattling on and colouring at the breakfast table this morning. I recorded details should hell freeze over:
"I'm drawing a dog... We go to the store to get a dog.. Yes. Okay? I want a dog in the house. My dog. Not a big dog. No... Not big like silly. He little and nice. He can't grow up big. His name Manok (man-ook). White dog.... Nice hairs. Poofy hairs. I will care him good. I'm gonna give him the dog bone cookies and water... So his tummy doesn't hurt and he not pee on the floor. He pees outside. We go for walks down there on the street where I buy some things... I buy dog food and toys. He do the poops outside.. And he runs really fast because I tell him. He sleeps anywheres he wants and he comes with me for Halloween to trick-or-treat. I get the candies and he get cookies. Then he licks like kiss on my nose. He's cool and really nice. He's happy. Not angry, no... He bark talks and is happy to me."
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