You decide to watch your lovely owner from afar, opting her to take you along.
You follow her on her trail of things to do. It is interesting how vivid the world of a six year old is.
She takes you out side to the front lawn. She begins singing silly, to be honest, quite annoying little songs, when all of a sudden the red car of the neighbor pulls into the next door alleyway. Old Miss Jenkins is opening up and slowly walks to the back of the car. You don't really know how you know that its Old Miss Jenkins, but swiftly you a grabbed, and young Tamara runs towards the lady.
"Hello Miss Jenkins, how are you today?" "Fine, my dear, fine. It's only my old back that's aching." "Maybe I can grab your groceries and help."
And so she does, after a short while, she has finished bringing in the groceries for old Jenkins. You haven't thought tha your lovely girl is such a helpful little fellow. You are proud, as it is also your nature to be helpful.
Later on Tamara takes the baby stroller, and puts you inside. She walks you on the front door lawn, playing baby and mother. Another young girl comes up to the porch. Apparantly, Tamara knows her, and they start to play detectives. Wow, that strange thief has to be caught quickly. After a turnabout, that Rabbido, the thiefy rabbity, was hidden in the backyard all along. They catch him and celelbrate. Tamara says, "One day I will save the world from all crime!" Quite delusional, yet adorable that she is aiming to be an idealist.
When she reenters the house she is welcomed by a grey haired figurine and her dog. The dog is growling and gnawing at the frightened girl.
"Don't worry, he only wants to play" but you run away. Hiding under the bed.
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