Bosley, played hide and go seek with a
squirrel. He barked and stalked the
squirrel, running around in circles.
Tired of the game, Bosley laid down in the cool grass watching the
squirrel scurrying up an old oak tree.
“Elvira Little, Elvira Piddle, she’s just so
little. I bet she wish she could ride
the roller coaster at the amusement park.
See over the banister at the Quickie Mart.”
