Page 8 - Barbie - Issue 134 (May 2015)

Sequin’s Story

ne day I met Teresa in the park
to take Taffy for a walk. We had

Oa great time. Taffy is very friendly

and happily greeted all the children and
dogs she came across. Teresa and

I were chatting as we walked
over a little bridge.

Just then, we heard a

rustle in the bushes. I got
a bit of a fright, but

Taffy dived straight in

without a care.
“Taffy!” I called,

hoping the

rustle
wasn’t from

something
dangerous. Taffy

bounded straight

out, tail wagging.

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