Treasure Hunt

So the other day, Daddy and I went to the grocery store. It was really cold out, so Daddy put on me the leg warmers that Grandma Sara made for me.

We were roaming the aisles, grabbing what food we could, when I lost one. Problem was, Daddy didn't notice it fell and I was stuck in the basket of the cart. As we pulled away, I kept trying to tell him that I dropped a leg warmer, saying "Puppy.... puppy". (I tend to use the word "puppy" when I don't know how to say the word I need.)

Needless to say, he was oblivious. Didn't notice until we got to the check-out. By the time we got though, then went back and looked for it, it was gone. Luckily, somebody picked it up and took it to customer service so we got it back and my legs were nice and toasty again. It was a close call.

Speaking of knitting, Mommy made me another hat the other day...