While in the woods,I found myself a thing, I think called a boy.
Gro-ooooo!!
What?
Lady sit.
The boy became my master.He taught me how to sit and hunt. Too bad I can’t catch rats anymore.
I got to hunt for birds; I even got treats when I brought one back to my boy.
I smell it …….just a little closer.
I will get it…. I just need to be sneaky.
One day, this man came and congratulated my master. My boy said I did really good and beat the other dog.
Did I do good?
I did it!
Wow, what an amazing dog!
Wait,I think that is the missing dog.
When the man left, my boy was sad. I couldn’t figure out why; my boy couldn’t even look at me.
The next day we went on a trip. I was confused. I had never been some where like this place before. That was the last day I saw my boy .I was sad and longed for the boy I loved.
Where am I going?
Sorry,son
My boy made a mature choice and it made him sad, but it was the right choice.