“Hey Spot,” said Fawn looking out the kitchen window of the barn. “It is snowing really bad outside.”
“Really,” said Spot. “I watched the weather this morning and they said we might get a few centimeters but I don’t think they said we are going to get a lot.”
Spot went over to the window and looked out. It wasn’t snowing at all.
“Fawn,” said Spot. “You are crazy. I thought you were serious.”
“Spot,” exclaimed Fawn. “April Fools!!!”
“You can’t do April Fools jokes in January,” said Spot.
“But I already did,” said Fawn.
“Oh Fawn,” said Spot. “You really are crazy.”
“No I’m not,” said Fawn, looking out the window again. “This time it is really snowing.”
“And you expect me to believe you,” said Spot. “Well I don’t. I’m going into town to get some groceries. Do you want anything?”
“Spot,” said Fawn. “I’m not kidding this time. It is snowing really bad.”
Spot didn’t listen to Fawn. She stood in the hallway, putting her boots, coat, mittens and scarf on. She opened up the door and snow blasted through the door.
“Gee,” said Spot. “I guess you were right this time.”
Spot took all her stuff off.
“Looks like you aren’t going to town,” said Fawn.
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