Spot the Dalmatian

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The first adventure of….

Spot the Dalmatian

By Tori Lucchesi

Chapter One: Spot on the Roll

This is Spot. He has tons of black spots on his fur, and the rest of his fur is white. The spots gave him his name. He is a Dalmatian, and is four years old. He had a big brother he really bonded with. But when he was four months old, he got adopted by what he calls, “the worst tall, talking, pushy, bossy, obnoxious things he has ever met. (Did I mention he’s only one foot five?) Anyway, he was so fed up with his previous life; he decided to run away to some other land with others like him, and way nicer things (A.K.A, humans,) in the entire world, and bigger and better houses than those tiny little ruts we call ranch houses in the area. So he made a plan. Since he was the smartest dog in his neighborhood, he left when he had his last meal of his last day at his owner’s house. Then, when everyone in the house was asleep, he took off. He jumped over the fence, and then stopped for a minute. For that last minute he was there, he barked

“So long, suckers! See you never!”

Then started off.

After about two hours of running away from the house, he saw a fancy building that was just right for him for the night, so he walked over there. There was a sign that said “The Animal Club, Grill, bed, and Breakfast”.