As I was cleaning the house and packing to leave for Sydney Will cleared all the covers and pillows from his bed, loaded them into the wagon grandad made, and told me he was going to have a yard sale with all that "junk." I told him I would like to buy puppy blanket (his favorite one) and asked him how much it would be. He told me it would cost "five point five." I told him I would buy it, but then he said I didn't have to pay, that I could have it for free.
He took his big blanket, puppy blanket, and cow pillow and arranged them on our bed. He even put the "furry side" (the softest side of his puppy blanket) down for Jerry on his side (since that's how he likes it each night). He worked for at least 15 minutes, telling me he was making sure the blankets were arranged "neatly" on the bed. He was so proud of his work and asked me repeatedly if it was making me happy to have new blankets on my bed.
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