Dated January 7.
Lorenzo loved a good laugh as much as anyone else, perhaps more than anyone else. He crept around Haven Manor, his usual haunt, with a small smile on his face and a devilish look in his bi-colored purple and turquoise eyes. In his maw he clutched an old bolt of cloth he had found in one of the dusty closets. It had been at that point that the plan had formed in his mind. The large child could not wait to carry it out. He was nearly spinning circles in impatient glee as he set out to put all the “pieces” in place.
Just the other day, the Knight boy had played a practical joke on his Zio Ehno, and it had been successful in his mind. He had enjoyed spending time with the usually somber man. At that point, Enzo decided that he would make it his business to spread smiles around Crimson Dreams, even if his methods were unorthodox.
He dragged the bolt of cloth out the heavy door of Haven Manor, and did not have far to go. Setting it aside, he busied himself by putting his oversized paw to work, kicking up snow until there was a decent sized pile on the fabric. Then very carefully, the Knight boy shook the snow from his tan and brown pelt before beginning the precarious labor of dragging the snow laden fabric back into the manor.
When he was safely inside, he dragged the door closed as well. “Careful” to a two month old pup did not really translate into neat results. He had spilled some of the snow up the walk and on the floor of the floor of the manor. There would definitely be small puddles in a short time, but that did not cross his mind. With his burden in place, he snuck around the side of the door. He watched and anticipated the moment that an unsuspecting someone would walk in and be surprised by the cold snow on their feet. He couldn’t wait for this to play out! He thought it was very clever of him. Who would ever suspect some of the cold white matter from the outside world to be inside the warm sanctuary of his home?
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