Omar was complaining because I wouldn't let him out until he put his bones away. I caught him trying to sneak out the back door. I could tell by the way he was dressed in his cap and bling, he was on his way to the hood to see some of his buddies.
"Oh no you don't!" I told him. Bones away first."
Off he went into his room to hide more bones. He thinks I'm as fond of bones as he is but at least that gets them out of the middle of the floor.
I was silently laughing as he walked away. Then it came! One of those sounds that always sends mixed feelings through me. A low bark.
Omar had dashed from his room before I even heard it. "Ma, I'll be right back," he said as he ran by me.
Of course, I ran straight for the window.