It’s Julie here. Today I went on a walk with three of my dogs. I asked Molly to come but she was, er, relaxing.
I threw thew the frisbee for Pepper (it is his favorite toy).
But it landed on meatloaf’s head, (I think Meatloaf tried to do that!)!
I threw it again,
and again. Meatloaf gave up trying to get it. He’s too
slow I mean small to reach it. So he raced over to coconut who was playing with the soccer ball.
They both wanted it…
but they end up passing it to each other.
Coconut got tired and went over to me to get petted,
so Meatloaf was left all by himself. Then he thought he smelled some food and wandered away …
He sniffed around some bushes,
Until he realized he was… lost!
Pepper realized meatloaf was gone!
He barked at me, but I don’t speak dog,
or do I?
He started running after Meatloaf’s scent.
I took off after him knowing what was wrong (so did coconut)!
After ten minutes of
aimless wandering Pepper would want me to say perfectly guided path following, I wondered if we would ever find Meatloaf.
Then Pepper heard something.
I opened my eyes
There was meatloaf! Sitting in the middle of the path! Coconut and Pepper went over to greet him.
I ran over and hugged my dog.
We were reunited!
what a day!
– the end
by Julie, An American Girl Doll.
Any suggestions on keeping Meatloaf from running away?