George is the boy’s name and the dog’s name is Fido.
George’s eyes look like he is doing without asking. Swiping cookies. Eating cookies out of the jar. He is up against an explanation to Mom or Grandma.
“Yeah where is she?” She can’t be close by. Maybe cleaning up somewhere.
Looks like he is hiding from somebody and the dog is the lookout.
Mom or grandma should be coming around the corner.
They are going to get caught. Maybe they won’t get caught. They have a good corner.
That would never be my boy.
When his mom catches him she should put a patch on his knee.
Story created by the residents of Memory Care on September 3, 2014