Preventive Measures

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The dogfood had run out, the rain was about to come.

'I'm heading out to the store to get more dogfood, I'm not about to tell Monty he'll have to skip dinner!' Deeks said, running to the door.

'Take your coat, it may rain and I don't want you catching a cold!' Kensi called out from the kitchen, except Deeks didn't hear it.

On his way out from the pet store, it started to rain, and as bad luck would have it, the umbrella had a hole in it.

'Oh dear, you're all wet!' Kensi remarked when Deeks came home.

'Yeah, (shaking himself), whoo! But at least I got the dogfood!' He responded.

The next morning, Deeks woke up with the sniffles.

'Just out of curiosity, were you trying to tell me something when I walked out the door?' He nasily asked.

'I called out to you to take your coat, but I was in the kitchen when you headed out. I probably didn't shout loud enough.' Kensi replied.

'Fraggle rock.'

'Hey, it's okay. I'll make you some soup if it'll help.'

'Achoo! Sniff sniff. That'd be nice, thanks!'

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