“Time for bed,” I tell Aggie. I run up the stairs. Aggie comes, too.
I brush my teeth. “No, no, Aggie. Toothpaste is not for dogs!” I tell her.
I read Aggie a bedtime story. “No, no, Aggie,” I say. “Do not eat the giant!”
Mommy tucks us in and turns out the light. My room is dark. “Ruff!” says Aggie. I look. Aggie sees something. Aggie sees something scary on the shelf.
I turn on the light. “Silly Aggie!” I say. “It is just a truck.” I turn off the light and jump into bed.
“Ruff,” Aggie says. I look. Aggie sees something else. Something scary is hanging on the wall.
I turn on the light. “Silly Aggie,” I say. “It is just my robe.” I turn off the light again and jump back into bed.
Something scary tugs on the bed. “Grrrrowl” says Aggie. “I feel it, too!” I tell her. I sit up. It tugs again.
I jump out of bed and turn on the light. “Silly Aggie. You are not so scary now,” I say. I turn off the light and climb into bed. Aggie lies down to sleep, too.
There is nothing scary. Just me and Aggie.