
Emma has this new thing where she goes outside all the time, but I don' t like it one bit. I never get to go outside, I have to sit by the window and watch. Sometimes I stand up and scratch the glass and yell, but Mami never lets me come out.
It isn't fair, because I can see all kinds of tasty birds and bugs and things outside, things Emma doesn't even look at. I don't see why I can't have a morning trip into the yard. I'm sure it would be nice to roll around in the grass and maybe climb a tree or two. But I never get the chance. Mami's too fast for me, and she closes the door before I can make a run for it.
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