Story teller

Once, when Bobby was three, he got a cat. Sadly, the cat died because he was very old. Later he got a dog and that died of the same reason. It kept happening that they would get a dog or cat and it would die. So one day as he talked he said……

“I want an ant farm for my birthday.”

So on his birthday he got an ant farm. Sadly, he fed them cornmeal and they died. So he got a Nanny goat and a Billy goat. Some time went by and the Nanny goat had a kid which Bobby named Tommy.