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I wake up at 5:00am and go upstairs. I sit on the floor of my owners room and bark in my loudest voice. I pull her out of bed and make her walk me. A 5:30 we are back. Then she makes me breakfast.
I was the first one and I was suppose to be the only one my name is bear I am about 2 or 3 in human years but in dog years I am 14 or 27 . I am fluffy with a light color with black strains of hair .
This story starts in seventh grade. It might be a mushy love story, so be warned. First thing is that I have a dog. Now, you may be like " Big deal!" but she's the one who brought this together.
Toffee is a kind of treat, orange, creamy and gorgeous to the taste, I named my pup the same because he's just as sweet, any other name would be a waste.
Chapter 1 - Axton The growling took on an annoying tone after a while and no one seemed to shut the thing up. It had been about an hour and I had been watching the dog the whole time, that dog.
It all began on New Year’s Eve. Every year the four of us traditionally spent Hogmany together, that being Luisa and Fletch, our best mates, Jason and me.
"Here boy!. Boy.
'Stop pulling Bosun. Whatever's wrong with you today?' she scolded the bulky terrier. He glanced up sheepishly and slowed a little.
When I woke up the next morning, dad was gone.
Baxter is my dog. He is an almost 2yr old small terrier cross rescue. We refer to him by many names: Baxter, Boo Radley, Boo... Shit Head. He is a thug. We fondly refer to him as 'the terrorist'.
This is a new book i am writing. I haven't given up on my previous ones its just that this book i can picture so clearly. If i have dreams about it, i need to finish it.