The dog, Buster, says, “What are you eating my food for? You’ve got some nerve! How about me? Come on buddy, share!”
The boy, Jason, says, “What d’ya think? Do I look beautiful?”
Jason’s eating; Buster’s not! Buster’s waiting for a cookie.
Jason had smelled delicious chocolate chip cookies. He thought, “Am I gonna get caught? I took a whole carton of cookies. And I poured myself a drink; I’m not supposed to.”
Next, his mother comes in. They’re gonna have a fight. No, his mother will ask for a cookie. Most of the cookies are left in the carton.
Then, Buster jumps on Jason’s head. “OY VEY! Lovely hairdo!”
Buster says, “Rouff!”
Jason has got a tear in his pants. He fell when he was chasing a ball and got a skinned knee.
“That really hurts. I know how that feels because it happened to me.”
But the dog didn’t know that happened.
His mother is mad. He’ll give her a cookie. That’ll smooth things over.
The dog has an excited look; he’s hoping for a cookie. Jason is pretty good; he has a white shirt and no stains. That’s because he’s just getting started. They’re both happy: the dog thinks he’ll get a cookie, and the boy thinks he’ll get away with it.
Created at Misler Jewish Senior Day Care Center in Rockville, MD through Arts for the Aging on 4-16-12