Friday, April 8, 2011

Breakfast in the Bus

One night, Granddad arrived in his house bus. He parked it on our lawn. I woke up in the morning,and there it was. I had breakfast in the bus with Grandad my dog five, wanted to have breakfast in the bus, too. you can't come in," said Grandad this house bus is for people, not for dogs." Five howled and howled. "all right, then," said Grandad. Five jumped in and sat
under Granddad's table. I gave Five a piece of toast. He licked my hand. He like toast.

1 comment:

  1. Hi A house bus, how cool. I would love to live on a house bus for a while, I would drive all around New Zealand and be free like a gypsy.
    I would have maybe one dog.
    Really great post William. I love the colours and design of it and great writing.