Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Peaches

My mother won't let me get a dog. She says she hates the fur and the messes. Apparently, they make her mess-radar go haywire.

My mother goes to work at 11 AM in the morning and comes back at 7 PM. When she leaves, my job is to scare the groundhog away from our peach tree. But, sometimes, our neighbor's dog beats me to the punch.

Almost everytime I come outside, she jumps over the fence and runs over to my yard, barking at the groundhog. I pet her, give her treat and lead her back to her yard.

I suppose I should tell my neighbors that their dog can easily escape, but I don't know them that well. I only see a scary looking guy drive away every day and come back at night. He gives his dog two bowls of food and two bowls of water every day. He seems like he has a secret. So I fugire, why can the dog and I have one?

So every day she come flying into the yard, barking. And sometimes, if it's early enough, I bring her into the house and play with her a little bit. I think she thinks I'm her second owner.

I liked the thought of having my own secret dog so, I gave her a name. I named her Peaches.

Peace, Love, and Peaches
Lily S.

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