My name is Samson and this is a basket.
I wonder if my mom hid any cookies in here?Rats…only fabric scraps.
Maybe next time she will make one for me, too.
What I did during the thunderstorm this afternoon:
What Sammy did during the thunderstorm:
Yup, you guessed right. That’s the treadmill he’s hiding under! The treadmill happens to be in my sewing room, so I guess in his little mind he was humming “nearer my mom to me.”
What do you do during thunderstorms?