MY PET DOG
Josephine Nola
When I was four years old I had a little dog
named Benny. He was a faithful dog to our family. He
used to take care of me when I was litle. Mother
always trusted Benny because he was never known
to leave me or allow anyone to touch me.
One day when I was in the house playing with
my dolls, Benny was not with me. I knew that the
back door was open and I could get outdoors without
being seen. So I got my dolly all dressed up because I
was going to take her too. I put my coat and hat on
and started off. My dolly and I got outdoors and had
started down the lane to the canal when I felt
something p7ulling on my dress. I looked around and
there was Benny. Oh, how angry I was. I slapped
Benny but he knew I was doing wrong. He pulled me
home. when I got home mother and my
grandmother were looking for me. When they saw
Benny pulling me they gave on scream and rant to
me and Benny. Benny wagged his tail. Mother put me
to bed, but she gave Benny a big piece of meat.
the end....
