You hear the door open up and Kyle fills your food and water dishes. Quickly you start eating while growling at boots and the other cats that try and help themselves to your food.
Pausing and looking at your bowl you realize you are eating dog food and enjoy it. The cats quickly jump in and start eating. Anger fills you and you start barking at them.
Kyle laughs at you and it hurts your feelings, "Girl are those mean old cats, eating your food." Kyle walks in the house. Quickly you finish eating your food, before the cats get any more
'Kyle has no clue who I really am, he thinks I am just his dog. Maybe I can try and talk.' Just then Kyle walks back out. You try and say 'Kyle its me Liz.' but all that comes out is, "Rall arr mrrr Rrrr." It so frustrating.
"Here you go Spike," Kyle throws some Bacon in the air. Jumping you manage to catch all three pieces in midair.
"Wow, That is cool girl, We'll have to get the kids and play some Frisbee later."
Wagging your tail, you bark and start running in circles. 'FRISBEE!!!!'
"Little later girl, when the kids are up, First I have to milk the cows and tend to the new calves. I think Tara and Katy are going to show them for 4H." "Then I have to throw some junk away that Liz found in the shed. I don't know what she is talking about."
'Oh No! that must be the machine!!! I have to figure out a way to communicate with Kyle or stop him from throwing that machine away. Maybe when he goes to throw it I can swap with him or somebody.' I wish the kids were outside, I'd like to play ball. Where are those cats, I'll teach them a lesson.' Memories of playing games with the kids and chasing cats fill your mind as you follow Kyle to the barn.
Kyle starts to the barn and you follow. As Kyle starts milking the cows you remember that you have to get his attention and tell him who you are. You try and say his name, "Raall....Rilll....Rillrr...Riillrraal...."
So frustrated you continue trying to say his name, but you can't make anything sensible come out.
"Trying to talk to me and keep me company girl," Kyle smiles at you patting you head.
Wagging you tail, you are so excited for the attention, just then boots runs through the barn, quickly you are in hot pursuit.
Half way across the farm site you stop. 'What am I doing, I get distracted so easy.' Its so hard keeping your mind on task, what was the task again?
Oh yeah, I'm trying to talk to Kyle or at least stop him from throwing out the machine.
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