I have been learning to use sign language,
and there is rarely any doubt about what I am trying to say.
"Where is it?"
"eat"
Over the past two weeks, the weather has been beautiful, and I have been begging to go outside - many times a day. I will grab your finger and pull you towards the door. Then, I pick up Lizzy's leash and hand it to you. If you don't agree to go out right then, I will begin to fuss and bang on the door. This game was fun at first, but now the grown ups will sometimes get a little frustrated with me. For some reason it's not always convenient for them to go outside. hmph.
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