The Fat Dog Series

The Fat Dog Goes on a Trip

I'm Jack. My owners own geckos and one dog--that's me. I live in a mansion with marble floors and lots of gecko poop. I eat gecko poop! Life is pretty good. Food is pretty good. Pork chops and gravy are pretty good. Did I mention I eat pork chops and gravy? So I was just sitting one the couch and eating some pork chops watching some T.V when one of the geckos pointed out that I was such a couch potato. I do like potatoes. But then he said a fat couch potato, and I blew up. Well, not really--but I was slightly (extremely) annoyed.

"I am not fat, just pleasingly plump. Now quiet! I'm getting to my favorite part!!"

That was just me and the geckos' everyday lives. Until one day, we went on a trip. Correction--I went on that trip. We went to a farm. One that was nowhere near as fancy and smelled like horse poop--I don't eat horse poop. It was a big red barn and the loo was a hole. Then to make things even worse BAM, rain started to fall. My owners went inside and I started to follow, but they told me I had to stay outside because the cabin had a no pet rule. Well, I'm here, so why not have some fun! Afterall, I love puddles! I started jumping in them, my belly flopping around, trippin' and hiccupin' from today's lunch--pork chops.

I must have been carried away because the next thing I knew, I was sitting in the middle of a big puddle--on a train track. Well, Why not party some? I was a really popular dog! I made some new friends and we had an organic bath party. We partied the night away, but eventually, we all got wary and went to sleep. We must have been really pumped out because next thing I knew, the sun was in my eyes as I blinked around in the light. Then what I saw really scared me.

A trolley, a real trolley was coming down the tracks. I looked around to see everyone gone. I was completely alone. They must have all woken up while I was snoozing. I scurried down the railway, sure I was going to get trampled. I ducked as a last resort hoping that the train would run over me instead of into me. I waited for the impact. Nothing. Waited more. Still nothing. I looked up at the trolley--sure enough, it wasn't even moving. No sign of life whatsoever. Huh? That's odd.

Then what happened next surprised me. My owner's head popped out of the trolley, and said for me to come and join their party! I went and found all my new found friends already there. So that was where they all were. I joined the party, the happiest dog on Earth. Now, that I look back, I wonder what the geckos were doing at the time. 

A/N: I hope it's funny and ya'll like it!! You can comment your thoughts below and if you have any ideas of what I should write about next, let me know!!