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He knelt down and removed the bag from Roxy’s neck. “Well, come in the kitchen, and I’ll see about filling it up again. What did she take?”
“My cheese sticks. Roxy is gonna smell everything up with her farting.”
That made him laugh again. “She is a smelly girl, isn’t she? But it’s okay, we can put her outside when she starts pooting.”
He led her into the kitchen, and got her another baggie of cheese sticks. “Anything else you’d like?”
“Mmmm..” She peered around at the food in the fridge. “Grapes! And watermelon! And yogurt and..and juice.”
Jack chuckled. “Somebody’s eyes are bigger than their stomach.” But he packed all the things she asked for anyway. Since they’d sliced up some watermelon the day before, he was able to cut it up into cubes and pack them in a little pot. “There you go.”
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