Bromwell: A Narrative Fiction

Cromwell zipped around the backyard. Kevin sat in the lawn chair hosing down to keep cool in the blazing hot sun. Cromwell hopped onto his lap to get a bit of the hose water before jumping down and continuing to circle around the yard. Cromwell was always a hyper, energetic dog. He never knew how to “Sit and stay.” Kevin took Cromwell for long, exuberant walks every single day. Wherever Cromwell was, he brought joy. Just being close to his contagious happiness could make someone’s day. One thing was wrong. Kevin couldn’t keep up with his dog’s energetic ways. Kevin thought long and hard about ways to keep Cromwell under control. Nothing he tried could please Cromwell’s vitality. Kevin was only human, there was so little he could do. Then, it hit him. Kevin carefully thought of enrolling himself and Cromwell into a training class. He knew it would be for the best to put Cromwell in the hands of professionals. He observed Cromwell’s energy level for the next few days. …show more content…
Kevin took Cromwell for their daily trek into the neighborhood. Cromwell bolted out the door, yapping at his owner to speed up. Kevin chuckled and hooked Cromwell onto his leash. They were off! Cromwell sniffed every possible organism he could see. Kevin, not far behind, was thinking of an astute way to persuade his parents to pay for training classes for Cromwell. As Kevin and Cromwell reentered the house, Kevin immediately sprinted up the stairs to his parents. “Dad!” Kevin yelled, coming to a sudden stop, finding his parents at the dining table. “Slow down kiddo! What’s the scoop?” laughed Howie as he bit into a small piece of