Toe Game Boy is back from Japan, but he is changed. He used to have hair shorter than a Chinese crested. Now he is nearly a Lhasa apso.
Toe Game Boy pays attention to me, MeiMei, of course. He gives me pats and tummy rubs, but no Toe Game. And he's been home three whole weeks!
He should be returning to the home of the Japanese Chin very soon. I know this because Mama already has begun watering her face in anticipation of his leaving.
Something isn't right. I just can't put my paw on it.
Hmmmmm.
Maybe....maybe it's the hair. Perhaps it is like in the story of Samson and Delilah. Toe Game Boy is not the son of Sam, but he is the brother of Sam. That's close enough.
Tonight I shall take Mama's sewing scissors to his hair and tomorrow we shall see if we have Toe Game.
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