Marmaduke I was sitting down in my living room reading my newspaper, then boom! I hear banging on the door. It was very unusual to hear banging on the door at 7AM, and who would be coming to my house anyway? I never really get visitors. I rushed out of my seat to go get the door.
“Coming!” I shouted.
I got to the door only to see that it was Marmaduke. He was scratching on the door with his ears down.
“No Marmaduke,” I said.
“You can’t come in. Go home!” I exclaimed. Since I didn’t let Marmaduke in, he decided to scratch and bang the door even more. My wife, Margaret, came rushing to see what was going on. “What’s the problem?” Margaret said in confusion.
