[ There is the sound of a puppy barking then a bit of scurrying around, followed by a small, girly gasp. ]No, Colleen! Bad dog! Those are Chris'
new shoes and you can't just-
[ A slight grunt and the sound of a small body falling to the floor, followed by another yap from a puppy. ]LEGGO!
[ There's another grunt then the yapping turns into a pitiful whine. Bo sighs softly. ]I'm sorry but Chris said no and I really thinks he means it 'cause he gots that crinkle in his forehead that makes him kinda look like he tasted something real sour and I keep trying to TELL him that his face is gonna stick that way just like my momma used t'say to me but HE says...
[ Her rambling is cut off by a playful bark followed by a giggle. ]Okay! Okay! Stop licking, it tickles! You wanna go on the porch? I got something I'm working on and you can- NO. DON'T EAT THE MACARONI! I NEED THAT!
[ There's the sound of paper smacking against something then a yelp from the puppy, followed by another pitiful whine. Bo's tone is Very Stern. ]I said no. That's for Peter and Chris and I can't tell them their present got eated by the dog. Here. You can have the one I messed up.
[ There's a sound of tearing paper then loud crunching, followed by Bo's soft giggle. ]Silly puppy. Now come on, Colleen! We still gotta finish and I need to paint it and I think I should prob'ly figure out how to get that glue up 'fore it dries...