Harmony School, 1992, Page 76

Description:	hl76 *Patty was an albino rat with long white whiskers.She was very nice. Sometimes she wouldget out of her cage and roam around a little, but then she would do the thing my mom hated abouther. She started chewing on things. First it was a hole in a crocheted blanket my grandma made.(My mom never found out.) She took bits of cloth from my new down comforter. (I found thatout after my room was half full with feathers and my comforter was half full too.)Well, anyway, to the good things about Patty. She never went to the bathroom on me. (Shedid vice-versa to anyone else.) She mainly stayed on my shoulder but sometimes she would stayon my arms. Patty and I loved how lush it was her last spring. She loved to hide under the violetleaves and in the wild onion grass. She liked to go to sleep on me. She would crawl down my neck(which hurt a lot) and into my sleeve. If I had a tee- shirt on she would peep out and sniff alittle, then crawl back on my shoulder, but if I had a jacket on she would get stuck and I wouldhave to take off my jacket and pull Patty out. Well, anyway, Pattys dead and that was then andthis is now.IIIIIIHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKAvA CrOsson-elTuRaNII1 Illi I lil II11 III I Illi 11 III III IIIThen all of a sudden everyone who had a piece of Bob started groaning androlling their eyes, then Mrs. Bob (who didn’t have a piece of Bob) said, “What’sthe matter!” “We’ve got tummy aches!” (Groan) Just then all of their tummysopened up and the pieces of Mr. Bob came out and came back together.
Source:	http://cdm17129.contentdm.oclc.org/cdm/ref/collection/hs-harmony/id/680
Collection:	Harmony School

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