Tiny went outside to play and came back and told me a cute story. She said she was up the street in a tree by the tennis courts. Some guys came and were hanging out chatting by her tree. One of them noticed her Flojo slippers on the ground and said, "Somebody forgot his flip-flops. I wonder if these would fit Luke." I asked Tiny why she didn't say anything, and she said she'd been in the tree above them; they hadn't noticed her, and she'd been quiet for so long at that point that it would have been weird if she said anything, so she just remained silent. The guys moved away a bit, and Tiny dropped out of the tree, grabbed her slippers, ran down to the trail, jumped into a section of super-tall grassy stuff, and hid. She listened as the guy went back to grab the slippers and was like, "What happened to those shoes? I swear there were some here." She was really funny and animated as she told me this whole thing, and I really got a kick out of it. She's so great.
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