Dogs are my favorite animal. In fact, I have two, Lola and Barry. They’re both Golden Retrievers, Barry (the boy) is bigger than Lola (the girl). They were both born in the same litter about an hour from where we live. Since they’ve grow up together, they get along well and are both well trained. About a week ago, Lola got out the front door while we were bringing in groceries to the house. She ran down the street and got away and we were unable to find her. We searched around the area till it got dark and had to go home, and the next day we put up posters, hoping someone had seen her. We heard nothing from anyone. Today, as I was walking home from school, I thought I had seen a dog duck behind the corner of a house. “Lola!” I called. “C’mere, girl!” I jogged over to where I saw the fuzzy creature had gone and stopped as, she bounded towards me, jumping up and leaving muddy footprints from last nights rain all over me. I hugged her tight, laughing and petting her fur as she sniffed me. I lifted her off of me and grabbed her collar, just incase she tried to run away again, and began pulling her towards home.
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“Mom, I found Lola, she was just walking in the streets!” I closed the door and headed into the kitchen, where I found Mom, making some soup for supper. As I walked in, she quickly wiped her hands on a towel before hurrying over to pet Lola, who acted like she had just came in from the bathroom. “Odd,” Mom said, “ You’d think she’d be a bit more excited to see us after a
“Mom, I found Lola, she was just walking in the streets!” I closed the door and headed into the kitchen, where I found Mom, making some soup for supper. As I walked in, she quickly wiped her hands on a towel before hurrying over to pet Lola, who acted like she had just came in from the bathroom. “Odd,” Mom said, “ You’d think she’d be a bit more excited to see us after a