The other day my parents went to a steakhouse for dinner. When they came back, Mom was carrying a little silver bag. I asked what was in it. Mom said it was a bone, but since there was only one, I couldn't have it until tomorrow so that Fuzzy could have one too. I was bummed, but I guess it was fair. So the next day they went to the supermarket to get a steak with a bone. Mom was planning on giving the whole steak to Fuzz and me, but Dad ate it! Bummer again. But then, he gave the bone to Fuzzy and brought out the little silver bag for me. There it was. My bone. Total yum. Now I hope all my presents come in little silver bags!