Midge leaped into the chair beside Snappy's tank and poked her nose over the top of the tank.
"Hi there Snappy," smiled Midge.
"Hi Midge," said Snappy crawling up on the big log. "What are you doing this morning?"
"I don't know yet," said Midge. "Do you want to know what I really want to do?"
"Sure," smiled Snappy. "What do you want to do?"
"Good morning Snappy," greeted Midge as she leaped into the chair beside the tank. "What are you doing?"
"Hi Midge," smiled Snappy. "I am standing on this log looking out the window watching the snow falling outside."
"It's snowing!" said Midge. "I love the snow and I hate the snow."
"That's funny," laughed Snappy. "Why do you love the snow?"
Midge walked to Booker-T's house. She hurried through the gate and around the back of the house. "Hey Booker-T," called Midge. "Are you awake?"
"Hi Midge," said Booker-T as he poked his head out the doggie door. "What are you doing?"
"Are you going with me to Jake's house?" asked Midge.
"I'm coming," smiled Booker-T as he came outside. "Why is it so cold this morning?"
"I think winter is on it's way," said Midge. "I saw a little snowflakes this morning early before the sun came up."
Midge and Booker-T walked to Jake's house. They hurried through the gate and found Jake sleeping on the porch swing.
"Hey Jake!" called Midge.
Jake didn't move.
"He is really sleeping," said Booker-T as he picked up a small twig from the yard.
Booker-T walked to the swing and took the twig and tickled Jake's nose with it.. Jake moved and swatted at his nose with his paw.
Booker-T walked to Midge's house and when he entered the front yard, he saw Midge coming around the house to the front yard.
"Hey there Booker-T, " said Midge. "What are you doing?"
"I came to see what you are doing," said Booker-T.
"Did you know that next week is Thanksgiving day?" asked Midge.
"What is Thanksgiving?" asked Booker-T.
"Did your owner go somewhere last year for Thanksgiving day?" asked Midge. "My owner went to her brother's house."
Midge walked over to Booker-T's house and ran around to the back yard.
"Hey Booker-T!" called Midge. "Where are you?"
She sat by the back door and waited. Booker-T didn't come outside.
"Hey Booker-T!" called Midge again. "I'm out here!"
Again, there was no answer from Booker-T. She poked her head into the kitchen through the doggie door in the back door. "Hey Booker-T," said Midge. "It's me. I'm coming in the house. Where are you hiding?"
Midge came out of the bedroom and ran across the living room to where Snappy's tank sat on the table near the window. She leaped into the chair that sat beside the table.
"Hi Midge," said Snappy as he climbed his little branch that was in his tank and pressed his nose on the glass. "What are you wearing?"
"Hi Snappy," smiled Midge. "Do you like my new sweater and my pink bow on my head?"
"I like the pink color," said Snappy. "Is it cold outside?"
"Yes," sighed Midge. "I don't like the cold weather, Snappy. I think summer is better."
"Soon the snow will come," said Snappy. "I'm happy I have a nice warm tank for my home now."
"Sometimes the snow is fun to play in," said Midge. "I just don't like being cold."
