Ginger's eyes glazed as the embers from Mr. Bill's burning cigar became flames . They danced and climbed almost playfully and she was briefly reminded of her pups before coming to her senses.
Sandra and Fred were fast asleep as Ginger's nails softly clicked across the wood flooring for the last time. She sauntered through the open front door, another gift from Mr. Bill's visit.
Ginger rubbed a litte soot above her eye and across her snout as she watched the flames take the first floor. She wanted the struggle she described to Mr. Bill as she barely escaped the roaring fire to seem as real to him as possible.
Mr. Bill wasn't a bad guy, just careless. Because of his carelessness he gave Ginger a few gifts. Because of her cleverness, Mr. Bill was about to give Ginger a whole lot more.
CyanideBlue typed a picture: The cup is on the table to the left of the lamp. The table is to the right of the chair. The lamp is on the table. The huge wall is behind the chair. The coffee table is facing the chair. The coffee table is 4 feet in front of the chair. The yellow light is in the lamp. The ground is wood. The huge wall is grey. The cabinet is to the left of the chair. The ottoman is in front of the couch. The television is on the coffee table.The couch is 3 feet to the right of the chair. The window is 1.5 feet behind the lamp. The sky is light blue. The dog is 2 feet in front of the ottoman. The dog is facing the flame. flame is above the ottoman. The red light is in the flame . The coatrack is 2.5 feet to the left of the cabinet.