That Saturday morning was one of a very interesting kind...
Sophia woke up on the cold hard floor feeling dizzy ad hysterical. Turns out the effects of hitting her head on the concrete passing out last night gave her a really bad concussion.
"No mamaw I asked for pickled onions not sickled funions! Hahahaha, whew you're an old hag."
"SOPHIA! SNAP OUT OF IT!", screamed Emily.
"Come ooonnnn Emily! I want to go ouuuuuut!!!" barked Lolo.
"Okay, okay. Fine." snapped Emily. She decided to stop wasting her breath amd left Sophia in the condo watching Bubble Guppies. A TV show ment for toddlers but for some reason was pleasing Sophia greatly.
"First, I say we go into town. I wanna buy some fresh tortillas and goat cheese to make a nice dinner for you and your friends. You were ever so kind to accept a pup like me into your life." said Lolo.
"Okay", said Emily, ready for anything. They walked about 10 miles into town and found a nice ope air marker where they bought war delicious, tortillas and searched for goat cheese but could find none.
"I have an idea, I know a farmer just a mile away from here with a nice old goat that would be great for cheese!" Lolo declared.
"Fine," said Emily, "Let's make it quick though because I'm starting to worry about Sophia...."
About an hour later Lolo and Emily were lost in the middle of the desert in Mexico, had no goat cheese and were feeling very dehydrated.
"Lolo," said Emily warningly, "I though you said the farmer was just a mile away!"
"Well I have to admit, having the main road closed on this side of town did mess me up a little bit....I'm afraid we might be lost...."
"Lost!?!" screamed Emily. And then she barfed.
