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cameronmitchell.livejournal.com) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2005-12-02 09:45 pm
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2nd floor, late afternoon
Another thing that Cam was finding out was that cubs aren't made for doing lots of homework. Pen in mouth, he had worked on the psych homework, but the cheer amount was going to his head. His cub and his tail were telling him that it was time to move. Too much energy was getting stored up and he needed to get it out.
He rolled the tennis ball out into the hall and gave it a shove with his muzzle. It rolled a bit along, but not nearly as much as he wanted it to. Whining, he jumped on top of it, but it still didn't do much. Getting an idea, he picked the ball up and moved up the stairs to the 3rd floor. With a snorty laugh, he pushed the ball down the stairs.
Now we were talking. Cameron charged after it as it bounced back into the hallway of the 2nd floor.
He rolled the tennis ball out into the hall and gave it a shove with his muzzle. It rolled a bit along, but not nearly as much as he wanted it to. Whining, he jumped on top of it, but it still didn't do much. Getting an idea, he picked the ball up and moved up the stairs to the 3rd floor. With a snorty laugh, he pushed the ball down the stairs.
Now we were talking. Cameron charged after it as it bounced back into the hallway of the 2nd floor.

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