Lucy's Vacation Up In Michigan (An Almost Real Story)

There is this place in Michigan called Bethany Beach. I went there for vacation. Up there they have cottages, and I stay in my aunt and uncle's cottage. Their dog, Carter is my cousin. I like seeing him. He teaches me how to get food from people, cats, and more. "The secret, said Carter, is patience!" I don't know what I would do without vacation.

Once I got to the cottage, I kissed and barked and said hi to all the people and found Carter. "Hi Cousin Carter!" I said. "Hello Lucy, it's good to see you again!" Carter said back. "Ready for more skills on how to steal food?" asked Carter. "Am I ever!" I answered.

Carter taught me that the better the whimper and the more convincing you act and look, the better of a chance you will be given food by a person. Then, it was time for me and Carter to go on a walk. We got to go to the park.

At the park, I got to run around, but Carter had to be on his leash. I played with balls that would just sit there at the park, unguarded. I fetched them as well when my owner threw them. I was overjoyed. Carter was just sitting there but he seemed happy. I went back to the cottage and then, the family left. Carter and I were in our dog cages.

"This is how you get out of the cages. Just lean against the cage door and push against it" Carter said to me. He leaned, pushed and was out of his cage. I tried too. It was simple. Carter and I roamed the cottage and played. We even chased the cat, Nikki, all around the downstairs part of the cottage. "When the family comes back, go in your cage and lock it, so our owners don't find out we can escape from our cages." said Carter. I heard our owners come in. "Get in your cage and lock it quickly!" Carter said. Carter and I went in our cages an d locked them. Our owners let us out of our cages.

"These vacations are never vacations without you!" I said to Carter. Carter smiled at me and Carter and I napped together for the rest of the day. When Carter and I woke up, it was dark. Carter looked at a clock. "7:06 P.M." Carter said. I was still tired. "Let's go to sleep for the night. It may be early, but gosh, I'm tired." I said. Carter was already sleeping. I slept at his side. The next day began as the usual ones. I was fed breakfast. The only thing that wasn't normal about the days in my life is that Carter tried to steal my breakfast, so my owners had to guard it. I decided to keep a close eye on Carter just in case.

The day went pretty good. I napped on the couch for a few hours, stayed outside for two hours, and then, my aunt made an awesome American flag costume for me. I wore it and went back to the park. Carter was at the cottage. I was running around the park with an American flag suit on my body.

That night, Carter and I watched the sun depart the sky slowly. "It's so beautiful, isn't it Carter?" I asked to Carter. "Yes!" Answered Carter. "Isn't it so amazing that the sky turns all purple, yellow, red, and orange during the sunset and when the sun completely sets, it turns all dark and the moon comes up and once the moon goes away, a new day begins?" Asked Carter. "It sure is!" I said. "It sure is." "Lucy, time to get to the road and go back to our home!" said my mom. "I have to go now Carter." I said."I'll miss you, but I will see you again" I hugged Carter, hoping no other nearby dog would notice. "Good bye Carter." I said.

The van left the cottage and my family and I hit the road. On the way home, I poked my head out the window. The wind was blowing comfortably in my fur. Then I got tired and slept on my mom's lap. It was night.

It was a long vacation. But I like my normal life too. I love a good vacation every once and a while, but my normal life is just as important to me, as my chaotic one.

Madison and Mojo Train Lucy

The story begins on a perfect Monday. Madison and I were tired out from preventing Mojo from taking mud baths, and the day before that, we were showering Mojo with ideas on how to get a better opera voice. That Mojo has been really naughty for the past 2 days.

Madison has also been a trouble maker. She always tries to escape from the back door. And always tried to drink out of mom's coffee cups. And lets not forget her always napping in MY doggie cage.

I'm also kind of naughty too though. I always bit people, exploded the candles in the living room and whenever I was supposed to do a fancy dog trick, I always did the opposite.

One day, Madison and Mojo came up to me and asked if they could teach me tricks and make me more"well behaved". "Ok," I said, kind feeling weird. I was not too sure about this. First, I learned how to fetch.

"Fetch the ball!" Madison commanded as she threw a pink doggie ball all the way across the kitchen. I fetched it like I was told. Next, it was sit. "Lucy sit!" demanded Mojo. I sat down like I was supposed to. "Good!" Said Mojo. "Fetch!" "Fetch again?" I thought. "Whatever!" Madison caught the object I was supposed to fetch. Madison threw the fetching object to Mojo. "So, this is a game of poochie in the middle!" I said. "Let's do it!"

I kept on trying to get the ball until I succeeded. Once I did, I started to work on a new trick. "Speak!" commanded Mojo, holding up a doggie biscut. I barked twice, and then accepted the doggie biscut. This was easy for Madison and Mojo, so I'm pretty sure I'm gonna be taught harder tricks. I mastered fetch, sit, speak, and now working on roll over. "Roll over Lucy!" said Madison. So I did. Commands were thrown at me like crazy! Madison was telling me to lie down, so I did. Mojo told me to jump! So I did!

I mastered all but one trick. That was to not explode the house the candles. It was so tempting, I couln't think about not doing it. "You can do it!" cried Mojo. After not exploding the house candles, we went over the tricks again and it was declared I was a good pooch- me, Lucy!

I needed a rest, so I sat down, and relaxed.

Witty Kitty

Madison and Mojo are so fun to have in my family. Madison seems to be pretty smart. Mojo eats eats fast and messy, while Madison, eats slowly and neatly. Madison bathes herself with her tongue. Mojo bathes in mud. I think Madison is smart, and takes her time. She uses big words too. Some such as amity, meander, bewilder and more witty words.

One morning, Madison, Mojo, and I, were eating breakfeast, when of course Mojo started to eat fast and messy.
"Mojo, don't eat like that!'' Said Madison

Mojo ignored Madison and did what he did best when eating- eating fast! I ate as fast as Madison. Madison finished her food the same time I did.

"What took you 2 so long?" Asked Mojo once Madison and I approached him. "We were eating the correct way!" Said Madison. She was frustrated at Mojo. "Madison, Mojo take it easy!" I said. "Never!" Said Mojo, refusing.

That afternoon, Mojo snuck outside and got a basket full of mud. Madison was bathing herself the right and clean way! Mojo took his weekly mud bath. When he was done Madison avoided him. "Ewwww!" Said Madison. "I'm getting far away from a clean cat like you Madison!" cried Mojo.

Madison came to me to tell me"That Mojo needs to be taught a moral!" "Patience is a virtue?" I asked. "No! That's the one Super Man needs to learn!" Said Madison."Mind your manners! And I know how to convince Mojo how to learn that. Mojo went to take another mud bath. Before Mojo got into the mud again, Madison replaced the snail slime with shampoo and soap! Then, Mojo came out cleaner than he ever had looked.

"Madison help, I am squeaky clean!" Cried Mojo. "I'll help- once you learned your lesson!" Said Madison "Always say please and thank you?" asked Mojo. "No! Mind your manners!" Answered Madison. Mojo just walked away. "I think Mojo HAS learned your lesson." Said Madison.

I just lied down on the blue lounging chair which I call The Blue Chair. Mojo was using his manners. Then Mojo chewed the head off of one of the stuffed animals in the living room. "Here we go again!" Said Madison.

An Opera Voice For Mojo

The family kittens, Madison and Mojo, were just chatting today. I listened and watched Madison and Mojo talk to each other. I overheard them talk about opera voices. Mojo is a big fan of opera.

"I wish I could be an opera singer with a good opera kind of voice," sighed Mojo.
"Maybe you can," I suggested.
"Good thinking," said Mojo. "But how?"
"Let's think about that," I said.
"Try eating a hamburger and see if your opera voice has changed," suggested Madison.

"Good idea," said Mojo. So he stole a burger from the kitchen, and ate it. "This tastes incredible," said Mojo. Mojo tried his opera voice. It wasn't what he was looking for. "Guess I'll just have to try something else," said Mojo. Madison was on the couch when Mojo approached her.
"Any other ideas? Yours didn't work," said Mojo.
I was chewing on the couch, ignoring the opera stuff. I overheard Madison say she didn't have any more ideas, so Mojo came to me.
"Got any ideas?" Asked Mojo.
I tried to think about it. Many ideas came to me. "Well, you can try these things: avoid losing your voice, practice your opera voice, eat 3-6 feet long anchovie- tomato onion lettuce salad sandwiches filled with homemade Mayo and cottage cream cheese and purple ketchup bought fesh and frozen and baked to 8-7 minutes DAILY, smell garden roses from 3 inches away, and if you do all of those things, you should suceed in getting an excellent opera voice!" I said.

Mojo wrote it all down. So, the next day, Mojo avoided losing his voice easily. Mojo spent 5 hours making 10 3-6 foot long anchovie- tomato- union- lettuce salad sandwiches, filled with homemade Mayo and cottage cream cheese and purple ketchup brought fresh and fozen and baked 8-7 minutes. Mojo ate all of the sandwiches in 4 bites.
"What a weird kitten," said Madison witnessing Mojo eat the food. Then, when mom brought in the roses from the garden, Mojo stayed 3 inches far from the roses and sniffed them. After a few days of that, Mojo tested his opera voice in front of Madison and I. Then, the most beautiful opera voice came out of Mojo's mouth. "I love it," Madison and I both said, taking each of our words out of our mouths. Mojo was proud of his new voice. And you know what? So is Madison. I love Mojo's voice too. I love opera!!!!!!!!!!!

The Mystery of the Garage Noises

Today, it was a warm, sunny day, and I was outside, on my thirty foot long leash. My dad has been in the garage for a while. My Dad was making sounds from the garage. The noise coming from the garage convinced me that my dad was building something. You could totally tell by the sounds. The sounds sounded like a saw, a hammer hammering, and other stuff like that.

The dog next door, Beaumont, was chewing on a rubber dog bone his owner gave him. I went to ask Beaumont what he thought of all the racket. "Hey, Beaumont. Do you know what that sound is coming from my garage. If not can you at least tell me a good guess," I asked Beaumont. "I can give you guess," said Beaumont. "I'm pretty sure he's building something," "But what do you think he's building," I asked. "I don't know," said Beaumont. "Thank you for the- unhelpful help," I said. I decided I wanted to be off my leash. So I barked. Dad came to undo my leash.

Once he did, he tied his shoe, and went back to work. Then one minute later, dad went in the house and came out carrying paint. My dad put the paint in the backyard. Then he went in the garage and came out carrying boards of wood. He carried those to the backyard, painted them, and nailed them together in a cubic sort of way. Only the cube had no top or bottom. Then, dad started to build a roof on the odd- looking cube. Then my dad painted my name on whatever he was building. Then, I knew exactly what dad was doing. He was building a doghouse. But who was it for? Easy! Me! "Lucy, your doghouse is ready," said Dad.

I ran inside my doghouse. I was so excited. My future was gonna be pretty interesting with THIS doghouse. "I'm so happy," I said to myself. Wait until I tell Madison and Mojo.

A Walk Around The Block

I, Lucy the dog, love exploring and marveling the nature and world around me. Sometimes, exploring and marveling the world around me can get me into trouble. It usually happens to me. But the trouble I get into is only caused by accident.

But this story begins on a cold, fall night. I was staring out the window. Every 1- 2 minutes, a car or any vehicle would pass by. I was just doing that normal window thing hat some house cats like to do in the morning. The two family kittens MY family had were named Madison and Mojo. Madison was just grooming Mojo. Their normal thing they do every night. I LOVE walks. Then, I heard my dad say "Lucy, time to go on a W-A-L-K walk." I ran toward dad. He strapped the leash on my doggie collar, put my coat on, and started walking around the block.

I started to get used to the cold wind bewildering me, but I tried to make good use of it, witch, I couldn't. The summer compared to my coat of fur is pure torture. It's COMPLETELY hot. So, I am lucky it is getting colder. And then, it got SO cold, the pink coat my dad put on me, was starting to fail. And because it was night, it was really cold. It was like air from Antarctica managed to male it to Illinois, my home state. "Hold on Dad, I need you to jog so we can get home faster, and before I become frozen solid. Then Dad started to jog. Even though humans can't understand dogs like me, Dad started to do what I asked him, when I asked him. Then, Dad reached the other side of our block. By now, I was freezing. Then Dad started to go home. Once I was by our back door, I was shivering.

When I went in the house, I told Madison ALL about how frigid the world can be. "I got in trouble by being too cold- my next door neighbor, Beaumont, avoided me because I was shivering to much and it really bugged him," I said to Madison. "Sounds horrible,"said Madison. "Trust me, it is," I said back. At least I didn't go frozen solid!