I live in Canada and I play baseball.I
got a pet  for my birthday.It was the baseball game
the next day,we bought  and a  to put it in.My mom
made a  for after the baseball game. Before we left,we
put the in the . When we got to the
baseball field, I looked in the , the ate
my bat.I could only play outfield for the game. When I went to
get the after the game I said, "Mom, the
ate the cake!" When we got home, I grabbed the  and
I tapped the and yelled, "You should be ashamed
of yourself. No more mouse treats for a year." After the
year passed,the was good for the rest of his life. We kept
the same just in case. |
