Doggy Adventures

A little over a month ago, my sister was home alone and saw a black lab walking around our neighborhood. Not seeing any license or collar, she assumed it was a stray and brought it into our house. She fed it some of Zuzus' food while she waited for my mom to get home so she could show her the stray. When my mom got home, she recognized the dog as the pet a family that lives a few houses away. She called his family, and someone came to pick the dog up.

Unfortunately, this dog seems to have fallen in love with our dog food. He has shown up at our doorstep several times since my sister fed him. He always whines outside of our front door and scratches at it, until we call his family to come pick him up.

Today, he showed up once again. It was pretty early in the morning, and my father and I were the only ones home. I called his family and told my dad to leave him outside and they would pick him up soon.

"But look at him." My dad protested. "We should bring him inside until they get here."

My dad opened the door, but before he could call the dog inside, Zuzu burst out the open door. Both dogs bounded away.

Barefooted, in our pajamas and bathrobes, my dad and I ran out the door after Zuzu. Excited by her friend and her freedom she bounded down the street, ignoring our calls. We chased her down the street and into the woods behind our house. After running around in the woods for a minute, she grew tired of her adventure. I called her and she came to me. I took her back inside. I then called the other dogs family and told them he wasn't here anymore, but that he had run in the direction of there house so they should see him soon. All is well that ends well.