I wasn't allowed to sleep in the bed last night because I was too muddy. My argument against was that my muddiness was Dan and Tiia's fault (they're the ones who took me to the muddy park to throw around a muddy frisbee) and I shouldn't have had to suffer for their lack of foresight. It didn't fly. Of course, once they fell asleep, it didn't matter.
I'm not sure if it was the beach I left on the bed this morning or the cloud of dust that rose off my back every time I sat down this afternoon that finally prompted Dan to give me a bath. Either way, there's a pillow with my name on it this evening.
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