OK, I'm a little behind on this fractured fryday thing. (My ghostwriter had to work all day.) But here goes.
I got a package from my Auntie Pat way back in May 2013. When I opened the box I was startled to find:
Oh oh oh! I just remembered my favorite box picture! Here I am in a box at work. My family owned a business while I was a puppy. They weren't exactly planning on getting a new puppy when I arrived, so they took me to work with them. I played all day in the boxes and stuff in the back warehouse!
I have since outgrown most boxes, so now I just help my humans get boxes ready for recycling by breaking them down into smaller pieces.
|I'm a good box breaker-downer!|
|I'm a good box climber too!|