I am Carter. I am a dog. I have no use for humans except for them to feed me, pet me, let me do my business, and give me baths. I do not let reeking farts. They are more like... quiet lady like toots. No I am NOT calling myself a girl.
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*Flash: Quiet? Yeah, sure. Lady like? No way. I think this dog's goin' crazy peeps!
Carter: Am not.
Me: Are too. Oh, and by the way, your "no use for humans" that's everything. We do everything for you. Well, almost. Okay, gonna have nightmares about that one....
Carter: Ooooookay... Anyway. Am not.
...Okay, this is gonna take a while brb*
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Now that that's over we can get back to my favorite subject. ME! I am a red-tick beagle. Yep! And I'm a tri-color beagle. The cutest beagle EVER!!!!!!! Sorry about that. Chloe got ahold of my keyboard. IT WASN'T ME! Sorry, I just farted. Ahem. Tooted. Oh! Oh! I got something for you to do. Pat your head rub your tummy spin around and say toot toot fart all at the same time 10 times fast. I suddenly have the urge to chase my tail. OH SQUIRREL! Srry, brb!
:( Chloe got it. NOT FAIR. She always get them. Oh well. I do not stink. Yeah ya do. STOP IT FLASH! AND CHLOE! Okay, sorry 'bout that. I want food. Oh Chloe's poopin'. LUNCH! I'm gonna go eat some. Okay maybe not. Flash yelled at me to get away.
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DING! DING! FIGHT!
~squeak~ WAIT! SORRY! I'M GONNA STOP SCREAMING NOW. Okay, now. Chloe. You can't use squeaky toys.
"Why not?"
Because its against the rules.
"YOU'RE FACE IS AGAINST THE RULES!"
*Okay I'm not even going to TRY to describe that. Let's just say Chloe won and Mr. Ref had to go to the hospital. And Carter screamed like a little girl.
Did not.
Did too.
I don't remember it.
How do you not remember THAT? Bro you were screaming for four hours straight.
Whaaaat? Psh. Nuh uh.
Whatever.*
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I think I'm going to take a nap. I like naps. And food. I'm hungry. I'm tired. I'm hungry. I'm tired. No I'm......
*Okay I think he's asleep... that means the st-
What just happened?!? I DIDN'T DO IT! IT WASN'T ME! IM HUNGRY! Oh wait, that was random. TOPIC CHANGE! Oh food! But... its.. so.. far... I'LL GIVE 5 BUCKS TO THE FIRST PERSON TO GIVE ME FOOD.
*Here now hand over the money. Or.. paw it over? Whatever. Same difference as long as I get my money.*
Here. 😠 Oh, well. Well guys, that's all about my life. Heeeey... I just noticed something. I'm like a baby. Eat. Sleep. Poop. And cry. Can't forget cry. So anyways vote, comment, and f.....zzzzzzzzz
*Okay he's asleep. Again. But I think what he was about to say was fart. Or maybe it was follow? I don't know. Just do both I guess. Um... this is akward. BYE!!! Sorry guys that bye was Ch.............CHLOE!!!!!!
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Carter the Farter: The Beagle Menace
HumorThis is a (very poorly written) short story about Flash's dog Carter. Any mistakes tell us in comments, but they probably won't be fixed. (They might just probably not) enjoy or whatever. btw the picture is really him if wattpad lets us use it. He r...