Mommy told me never to go in the basement. I wanted to see what was making that noise. It kind of sounded like a puppy. I wanted to see the puppy. So I opened the basement door and tiptoed down a bit. I didn’t see a puppy, and then Mommy yanked me out of the basement and yelled at me. Mommy had never yelled at me before, and it made me sad and I cried. Then Mommy told me never to go into the basement again, and she gave me a cookie. That made me feel better. So I didn’t ask her why the boy in the basement was making noises like a puppy...
