As a fun opening blogging activity, we'll construct a group story about a dog named Sweater. The story can take any turn you like, but we'll all contribute to Sweater's story at some point in time. Here are the few rules to abide by:
1. Continue the story as a comment for this post
2. Author contributions will be done alphabetically
3. Wait your turn
4. You must know the alphabet and your group members
5. Finish your contribution midsentence
6. Start your contribution from where the story left off
7. Don't hold anybody up
8. Don't write too much
9. Don't write too little
10. Have fun
11. While you are waiting for your turn, post a question, contribute to someone else's post, share ideas, frustrations and sucesses, or discuss the reading. Just blog.
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Who ever heard of alphabatizing by first name? Oops! Ever looked at the NVCS email directory? Come on, that's funny!
By the way, Chris, you've commented out of order. Please read the directions more carefully. :)
Okay...obviously I know the alphabet.
Sweater is not an ordinary dog. Sweater is an avatar, created by Mr. Scottie. He has unique abilities, which you are about to discover.
Okay...obviously I know the alphabet.
Sweater is not an ordinary dog. Sweater is an avatar, created by Mr. Scottie. He has unique abilities, which you are about to discover.
Sweater is not an ordinary dog. Sweater is an avatar, created by Mr. Scottie. He has unique abilities, which you are about to discover. He began life as a little fuzzball and it just seemed natural that he would develop into a "Sweater." His most amazing talent, his ability to sniff out laundry detergent residue, made him an asset to the Proctor and Gamble Company and he was the chief avatar in the olfactory department, spending most of his time sniffing clothes from suspected criminals and identifying laundry type.
Sweater maybe able to "sniff out laundry detergent residue", but can he fetch your favorite slippers and drop them at your feetin record time after a long day at work?
Sweater had a local connection, of course. This was a dog owned by Gary Wilcox who spoke with the pair of Martians back in April 1967. Sweater had acquired telepathic powers of communication along with a extrodinary residue sniffing capabilities. Gary tried to keep these powers secret, but Sweater viewed this as a minor challenge. This was a dog that no longer chased woodchucks and rabbits, but was able to paralyze them with his hypnotic powers.
Because he was able to paralyze his prey now instead of hunting, he was becoming terribly FAT. He was no longer able to move comfortably.
His hind legs dragged as he tried to move across the front porch, his eyes filled with pain. Knowing that he needed to be put out of his misery, I grabbed the shotgun.
WHAT DO WE DO NEXT??????
Realizing that death was eminent, Sweater sent a telepathic message into distant space hoping that the beings that had provided these supernatural powers would return with a cure.
No cure was available, however. That was the word sent down from E.T., who, after years of advancing in the world of space politics, had become chancellor of medical phenomenon on the planet formerly known as Pluto. It looked like the shotgun would be the only cure for the "bulging" Sweater.
(Somebody please save my harmless, formerly innocent and lovable dog character. Should I take this "blow" personally?)
Unbeknowst to Sweater, ET was not the only reknown space specialist of medical phenomenon. The Man in the Moon had been hanging out there as long as time itself. Upon hearing of Sweater's life-threatening situation,he shot his moonbeams, which were far superior to mankind's shotguns, into Sweater's bulging body restoring him back into a little fuzzball.
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