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A Bedtime Story to Use with SKY: No One Makes The Dog Do That!

A Bedtime Story to Use with SKY: No One Makes The Dog Do That!

I was really mad.  I was so mad I could have yelled at the top of my voice.  I was so mad, I just wanted to shout, NO ONE MAKES THE DOG DO THAT!

It all started this morning when my mom gave me oatmeal for breakfast.  I don’t like oatmeal for breakfast.  I looked over at our dog, Maddie, and she was gobbling her breakfast.  She probably has the birthday cake flavored dog food that all dogs love.

I was really mad.  I was so mad I could have yelled at the top of my voice.  I was so mad, I just wanted to shout, NO ONE MAKES THE DOG DO THAT!

It all started this morning when my mom gave me oatmeal for breakfast.  I don’t like oatmeal for breakfast.  I looked over at our dog, Maddie, and she was gobbling her breakfast.  She probably has the birthday cake flavored dog food that all dogs love.

Mom said I had to eat 3 bites and drink all of my milk before I could go outside.  Maddie doesn’t have to drink milk.  That is when I got mad.  That is when I wanted to shout, NO ONE MAKES THE DOG DO THAT!

Instead, I ate 3 bites, drank my milk and went outside to play.

I played with my trucks.  I played with my green Army guys.  I played and played with all the sand toys in the sandbox.  I was getting thirsty!  I ran as fast as I could into the house and was stopped at the front door.  Wipe your feet, said Mom, you can’t drag sand all over the house!

Maddie did.  She just ran right in.  She didn’t get stopped at the front door.  I was mad!  I came so close to yelling out, NO ONE MAKES THE DOG DO THAT!

Instead, I got my drink and went back outside to play.

Later, Mom came outside and said it was time to put away the toys.  I didn’t want to put away the toys.  I was a pirate in my tree fort.  I was searching for gold.  I was thinking about making Maddie walk the plank.

Maddie didn’t have to put away her toys!   She just leaves them when she is done playing. I could feel myself getting mad!  I wanted to bellow in my loudest pirate voice, NO ONE MAKES THE DOG DO THAT!

Instead, I put away my toys and went inside for lunch.

Maybe things weren’t so bad.  I was having a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with no crust and green grapes.  Green grapes are my favorite.  I was just getting ready to grab one when Mom said, Go wash your hands!  Well, that made me mad!  Couldn’t she see I was starving?  Couldn’t she see they were just a little dirty?  Couldn’t she give a guy a break?

Then I saw Maddie.  She was chewing on her dog bone.   She had drool hanging out of her mouth and muddy paws.  No one made Maddie wash up! I was mad.  I was so mad.  I looked up at my Mom and I started to holler, NO ONE MAKES THE DOG DO THAT!

Instead, I cried.  I cried loudly.  Mom came in and hugged me.

I told her, in a nice voice, no one makes the dog do that.  She told me that she loved me the best. She told me she didn’t expect the dog to grow up and have nice manners.  She told me I was the best little boy in the world.  She told me it was nap time.  She turned on my new, blue ZAQ Sky diffuser with yummy lavender essential oil.  I wasn’t mad anymore.

My mom read my favorite story to me.  She pulled the blanket up to my chin and it felt warm and cozy.  I wiggled my toes on the soft, cool sheets.

Then it occurred to me as I drifted off to sleep with the lavender all around and the moon and star shining above, no one LETS the dog do that.

Kris Bitar

 

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