Point of view By: Lauren Jernberg
What is
going on here? There are so many
People! I love people! They pet you and
Give you
kisses. My owner brought me here
But I cannot
find him. Where did he go?
Oh look! They
have food. I wonder if they
Will feed
me. I walk as stealthily as
I can. Oh no
they have spotted me. Wait
My human is
here! He will feed me. Look
A squirrel!
I am so excited! I weave
In and out
of people like a needle
Sewing a
shirt. I look for the squirrel. Where
Could it
have gone? Oh well maybe my human
Will play
with me. I run to him like it
is the first
time I have seen him in years.
He sits
watching other humans in the
Water. I nudge
him with my nose like a
Wrecking
ball tearing down a house. He sees
Me and
smiles his playing smile and
Throws a ball
as far as he can. I must
Retrieve it!
It is my duty much like
That of the
mothers. Mothers have many
Hats to wear
as do I. They take care of
Families,
clean, and cook. Where I take care of
My people,
retrieve all things, and am man’s
Best friend.
I run faster then the biker
Riding by. I
feel like I have my head
Sticking out
a window. A few more times
And I’m done
and ready to lay down next
To my human.
We watch everything pass
And I fall
asleep while being petted.

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