I put the adorable puppy, that was now owned by me, down on the carpet.
"Hi, buddy!" I exclaimed petting him. He wagged his tail.
"You need a name, don't you, little guy?" I said. "Hmm... Lucky? Bob? Buddy? Butterscotch? Honey?"
He sat looking at me. "I know. You're a Jack, aren't you?" I asked him. He tagged his tail and jumped on me. "Jack it is!" I agreed.
I pulled out the bone I got him and he chewed away on it.
He looked at me as if saying "Thank you, Tasha, you are my best friend ever!"
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A Dog Named Jack
Short StoryThis is a story about a dog who was injured by another dog. The surgery is expensive. How will the owner manage? What lengths will she go to to help her dog, Jack?
