My Dog

I am going to tell you about my dog, Nenna. Well, for starters, her real name is Jenna. I love to play around with her. I will lay a sheet down on the ground, and she will lay with me. I wish she could live with me... Oh, are you still there? Sorry, I just got caught up in the moment. Maybe I shouldn't bore you with my story, but OK.

She was half wolf-husky, untrainable, and we couldn't let her out because we didn't have a fence, so one day I was going to school and I opened the door and she ran out the door and the pound picked her up.

Then the next time she got out, she started to play with one of those ankle biters, and then the owner came out and started to freak out. She called the pound, and that was the second time.

So now if she gets picked up by the pound again I won't ever see her again. So that's why she lives with my grandma. But, I mean, she has fun out there. She loves to chase squirrels and talk with Buddy...

Oh, I am sorry; you don't know who Buddy is, do you? Well, Buddy is my brother's dog. He is brown husky/malumute. He loves to play around with Jenna. And that's my story.