I heard the protective/serious Arnold growl coming from the loft. Foof was parked on top of the couch watching him so I figured he wasn't growling at her. It sounded like he was protecting the family.
Well... he was protecting the family from a hair dealy.
See --- grandma had collected a bunch of hair stuff from boxes in the loft and put them all in that little green halloween bag and left them on the table. The bag had been knocked over and its contents spilled over the table. Except for one hair dealy that was on the floor... The one Arnold was protecting us from.
(you know... I'd been finding hair dealies all over the house and I'd been wondering where they'd come from...)
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That Arn.
That post was from KB.
~KB
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