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Not an April Fool. I really did skip a day.

One day, a little fluffy lap dog got loose and wandered into the woods where she met two wolves. "Oh, hello!" she said, trying to make friends. "My name is Fluffy! What's yours?"

"Don't you know we eat little worms like you for breakfast?" one of them scoffed.

"You eat little worms for breakfast?" Fluffy asked.

"You're funny!" the other one laughed. "Oh, I can't eat her. She's funny and looks too much like a cub. My name is Oowoo, little one. That's my brother, Urf."

"Nice to meet you, I guess." grunted Urf.

"Where do you come from, Fluffy?" asked Oowoo.

"I come from a farm not far from here." Fluffy said.

"Oh, one of the herding dogs that always chase us off." Urf growled.

"Oh no, that would be Rascal." said Fluffy. "I'm much too small for herding. My job is to sit in a little girl's lap."

"That's a job?" Oowoo asked.

"Uh-huh." said Fluffy. "My job is to sit in my mistress' lap. She pets me and tells me I'm pretty. She makes sure I don't have any fleas or ticks and she brushes my fur so it's all smooth and pretty. Sometimes I'll run around and play games with her. She'll tell me what a good girl I am and pick burrs out of my fur and paws if she has too. My mistress makes sure I get two good meals a day plus a treat if I do a trick like sitting."

"You get fed just for sitting?" Urf asked.

"How do we become lap dogs?" Oowoo asked.

"Come home with me." Fluffy suggested. "My mistress is nice. Maybe she'll make you pets too."

"Hold on a minute." said Urf. "What's that thing around your neck?"

"Oh, this?" Fluffy motioned to a strip of spiked leather around her neck. "It's just my collar. Yeah...I'm not really supposed to be out here. I just got really eager to go out and I slipped out before my mistress could get the leash on me."

"Leash?" asked Oowoo.

"Yeah, it's a length of cord that attaches to my collar on one end. My mistress would hold the other end."

"You mean, you could only go where your mistress wants you to go." Urf pointed out.

"Well, yeah." Fluffy said.

"Fluffy!" a young girl's voice called.

"Oh, that's her!" Fluffy's ears perked up. "I gotta go. Coming?"

"On second thought, no." Oowoo said. "Run along home, lap dog! My brother and I will be content to roam the woods."

Moral: Hard earned freedom is better than comfortable slavery.

Description
Not an April Fool. I really did skip a day.

One day, a little fluffy lap dog got loose and wandered into the woods where she met two wolves. "Oh, hello!" she said, trying to make friends. "My name is Fluffy! What's yours?"

"Don't you know we eat little worms like you for breakfast?" one of them scoffed.

"You eat little worms for breakfast?" Fluffy asked.

"You're funny!" the other one laughed. "Oh, I can't eat her. She's funny and looks too much like a cub. My name is Oowoo, little one. That's my brother, Urf."

"Nice to meet you, I guess." grunted Urf.

"Where do you come from, Fluffy?" asked Oowoo.

"I come from a farm not far from here." Fluffy said.

"Oh, one of the herding dogs that always chase us off." Urf growled.

"Oh no, that would be Rascal." said Fluffy. "I'm much too small for herding. My job is to sit in a little girl's lap."

"That's a job?" Oowoo asked.

"Uh-huh." said Fluffy. "My job is to sit in my mistress' lap. She pets me and tells me I'm pretty. She makes sure I don't have any fleas or ticks and she brushes my fur so it's all smooth and pretty. Sometimes I'll run around and play games with her. She'll tell me what a good girl I am and pick burrs out of my fur and paws if she has too. My mistress makes sure I get two good meals a day plus a treat if I do a trick like sitting."

"You get fed just for sitting?" Urf asked.

"How do we become lap dogs?" Oowoo asked.

"Come home with me." Fluffy suggested. "My mistress is nice. Maybe she'll make you pets too."

"Hold on a minute." said Urf. "What's that thing around your neck?"

"Oh, this?" Fluffy motioned to a strip of spiked leather around her neck. "It's just my collar. Yeah...I'm not really supposed to be out here. I just got really eager to go out and I slipped out before my mistress could get the leash on me."

"Leash?" asked Oowoo.

"Yeah, it's a length of cord that attaches to my collar on one end. My mistress would hold the other end."

"You mean, you could only go where your mistress wants you to go." Urf pointed out.

"Well, yeah." Fluffy said.

"Fluffy!" a young girl's voice called.

"Oh, that's her!" Fluffy's ears perked up. "I gotta go. Coming?"

"On second thought, no." Oowoo said. "Run along home, lap dog! My brother and I will be content to roam the woods."

Moral: Hard earned freedom is better than comfortable slavery.