Like this:

You know, there is something especially tasty about Pop’s shoes. Every chance I get, I sink my teeth into one of his shoes. Sometimes I have to run for it it, ’cause he doesn’t seem to want me to have the shoes. I don’t know why that is.

In fact, I love to sneak into his closet. There are lots of shoes there, and they all seem to taste different. When he isn’t watching I nestle myself in among those shoes and have a great time. It is quite a feast.

I especially like the shoes he wears when he takes Lizzie and outside in the grass.

Me and Pop's Shoe

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