It was finally the day that I was getting a dog. My name is Cassie, I have always wanted a dog and today I am getting one. It is going to be a chocolate lab. I am tired of all my friends saying that they have a dog and their dog is the best dog and you should get a dog. Well Ginger ( my best friend) and I had to drive out to a farm and pick out a puppy. The owners name was Jake and his wife's name was Autumn. Ginger and I looked around a while then we saw the puppy. Ginger and I fell in love with the puppy right away and we knew it was meant for me. We told Jake and Autumn that we would take her. They said "ok", we paid them, we got the puppy, and took off. I had to drive so Ginger was holding the puppy and we were thinking of a name to give her and Ginger said "she's so sweet"then I said that's it her name should be Sweetie! "Your a genius" I told Ginger. That's a perfect name for her! So while I was driving we were just talking to Sweetie and everything was going fine. We finally arrived at my house at about late afternoon and we got Sweetie out of my car and went inside. At first Sweetie was scared but then about a week she was fine and running around the house playing with my cat Socks. They were best friends! Sweetie was happy and I was too. Then Sweetie finally realized that I had a bunny named Sparkles when she went snooping around in my basement. I was somewhat mad at her but then she is new and was probably wondering what was down those long steps. I had to take Sweetie to the vet and have some shots done. I was very proud of her for not bitting the vet or whining very much. I brought Sweetie back home and of she went playing with Socks again like they usually do. It was the next day and I was walking Sweetie when she saw a girl being bullied buy these other girls and right away she went running towards the girl who was being bullied and I lost grip of the leash and let go. I was terrified that Sweetie would get hit by a car when she went running across the street. Luckily she didn't get hit but Sweetie went running over to the girl and got in front of her and started growling and barking at the girls who were bulling the other girl. "Wow" I thought. When I finally had something to say the first word was OMG nice job Sweetie I am so proud of you!🙂 I was very shocked. The next day Sweetie and I were actually in the newspaper! It said " Sweetie the Heroic dog"I was excited! That was awesome Sweetie and I were famous! I was excited that I was in the newspaper but I was really really excited that Sweetie was in the newspaper though. I was proud that she was a hero. I just kept on thinking that Sweetie was a hero and she saved a girl from being bullied. I couldn't stop thinking about it and soon enough some of my neighbors were asking about the whole saving the girl situation. I was proud ...wait... I was way more than just proud I was so proud, happy, and excited that I was literally shaking! Weird... right?! Soon enough though everything settled back down to normal. Well, that is my story of how Sweetie is the Perfect Dog.🐾💜
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The Perfect Dog
Short StoryIs there really such a thing as the Perfect Dog? Follow the adventure in this story to find out the true meaning.