Talk:Gnome/@comment-26948680-20151115230657/@comment-25808351-20151118194249

I point at Maggie and all the milk, to showcase to the Gnome that I am not fooled. The Gnome puts on a smile and moseyed over to Maggie for a bottle. As she was returning, I saw for a second, sadness in her eyes. But she quickly perked up a smile as she got close. It then hit me like a hammer, "what am I doing? Poor girl." I thought to myself. "Hay um, I know you got the milk, but I wouldn't mind assisting you." Upon hearing that the Gnome yanks me into the stall.