Dad and I were shopping in one of the pet stores during our last day in Japan when dad decided to give a squeeze to some egg-shaped toys. Of all things to make him decide to buy it, it was the squeak that sounded similar to the mice that roam our neighborhood grounds. Barkley love chasing those mice, and get really excited whenever he hears them squeaking at night. After someone said I pampered the dog too much and bought too much stuff for Barkley, dad insisted on getting this purple egg for him.
So for an Easter special, Barkley has his own Easter egg hunt, a squeaky egg hunt. We make it squeak, and he hunts it down.
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