Maxxy Moo

When I was a little girl we had a cat named Mindy. Mindy was getting old and had a bad hip from birth problems. When I was 2 we got a puppy named Max. One day Mindy went missing and no one knew where she was. My Dad would always say to Max "Where's Mindy" and Max would just run off around the back of the garden shed/cubby house. We thought it was wierd that even though no one saw Mindy that her food was still being eaten. One day Mum caught Max eating her food. One day my Dad decided to follow Max and shore enough there was Mindy layind dead at the back of the garden shed/cubby house. Max was only a puppy then and now his 11 (77) and still living happily.

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