

Ignore my brother. He is only a baby.
I, on the other hand am 1 year old. Mom did say we should tell our storys. So, Here is one of mine.
The night is dark. I, Pepper the mighty guard terrier, am on the alert for prowlers. What's that? I hear a russeling of leaves.
There is something moving in the shadows! I drop to my belly, and slink like a snake through the leaves. Suddenly there is a terrible
noise! It is my idiot brother, The Fox! Quiet, you fool! Something lurks! There it is!!! BARK! BARK! BARK! The Fox runs for the door
like the baby he is. Am, NOT! Are TOO, and get out of my Tale! I, the Great and Courageous
Pepper am ready to attack! Then mom opens the door and calls us in.
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The night is dark. The room is quiet. All are asleep. Pepper is curled up under the covers dreaming of ball. Dad snores like a buzzsaw. Mom breaths softly. But I, The Mighty FOX, I alone am awake, guarding the family. I rest on the corner of our bed. The one nearest the door. If intruders attempt to enter, they will be met by the irristable force, for I, THE FOX, will repell them.
What!?! A sound! An INTRUDER! ATTACK! ATTACK! I jump to my feet. I bark and growl using my fearsome voice. (The one I only use at night.) I am ready to attack and destroy! Then mom says "Quiet, Fox. It is only the neighbor going to work."
I growl softly. For only I, The Fox, am Guardian of Our Home.
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