The Madison and Mojo Show

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One, day, I, Lucy was having a great experience of being famous. It all started when I was outside with Madison and Mojo. We were just doing anything a couch potato could think of when he's on a treadmill- just sort of walk around, not doing much. We decided to run around, and then, Madison bounced into Beaumont. He had a shiny black coat. "Hey Beaumont, Wassup'?" I asked. "Oh, nothing much." said the Labrador. Then, a bulldog, a cat, and a macaw came out from from a certain corner. "

Who are those guys?" I asked. "That's the new camera crew I hired. That's Ryan, the Bulldog, Bob the cat, and Rural Banjo-macaw from the Thailand's depth's the macaw. A.K.A, Thailand." Beaumont said. "Well, what are they here for?" I asked. "Maybe it was for you, and the kittens?" Beaumont asked. "Really?" I asked. "Actually, yeah." Beaumont answered. So we all gathered Ryan, Bob and Rural Banjo Macaw From The Thailand's Depths, A.K.A, Thailand.

Madison and Mojo asked if they could do a TV show about them. That seemed pretty ridiculous, but when you're a dog, and you mess around with cats, your preference is to make sure you die, so I just reluctantly agreed with the kittens. I decided to teach Madison some bigger words, because Mojo always uses them, and if Madison doesn't know what they mean it can make us look like a dork. So I just told Madison to translate one sentence. I said: "I'm certain that one of the internal organs that you possess that your cranium cap is infested with let's your life function in a more decent and dignified matter, and is anyways useless when removed from it's proper spot." Madison just stood there. "Hello! Madison! I was saying that your brain, witch is inside your head, let's you do more stuff more easily in life, and you would be an idiot to not have a brain. "SQUAWWK! Brain make life function!" Thailand squawked.

This was gonna be hard. So I decided to teach Mojo little words. "Mojo!" I called. "What! I need some privacy so that way, may fragile, elegant personality can bond with the complicated areas of this show!" Mojo replied. "I just want to teach you unexpanded vocabulary." I said. "Fine!" Mojo said. "Mojo, translate this sentence: Sheep eat grass." I said. "Were you saying that the sheep, a vaguely framed, fragile animal, is an herbivore that uses it's digestive system to digest many pant specimen, such the very common grass type?" Mojo said, wondering. "Yes, Sheep eat grass, that's what I said." I explained.

Next, with Ryan's assistance, I need to make Madison and Mojo look beautiful. "Madison, you'll need some major makeups. So, I just trimmed her fur, fixed her eyes, shined her coat, curled her whiskers, pierce her ears, and brush her face. Then, Madison looked great. I did the same to Mojo. Ryan gave the kittens a bath. "You can't do this! Cat's can die from water! I hate water! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Mojo cried. But he got a thorough bath. Mixing tropical tangerine, Bubblicous bubblegum, Super scrumptious Strawberry, and Fruity aroma shampoos, Mojo smelled and shined cleaner than ever. We mixed Luxurious Lemon, Good grapes, and perfect parsnips shampoos to make Madison alpha- feline!

And now, Lights, Camera................................ ACTIIIIIIIIOOOOONNNNN! And the show began, with all the lines memorized, we started. I help a sign that said: "The Madison and Mojo show! Ep. 1-Cat chase" It started out with Madison and Mojo wrecking the house. I was chasing them. "COME BACK KITTIES!" I said. "Nice voice!" Ryan said, silently. The show kept going on and on. I loved the part when Madison and Mojo were supposed to spill open the dog treats to act as a distraction toward me. This show literally tasted great! At the end of the show, I held up a sign that said "CREDITS: Dog that that was chasing cats-Lucy. Cats- Madison and Mojo, and camera crew- Ryan, Bob, and Rural Banjo Macaw of Thailands Depths. We watched the trape. It came out good.

When it aired, it became a classic. "Beaumont, thanks for everything!" Madison and Mojo said. "Oh, no problem!" Beaumont said. "Let's make a 2nd episode!" Bob suggested. Madison and Mojo just looked at each other. "What's wrong with a 2nd episode?" I asked. "Oh- uh nothing, it's just that- well- WE DON'T WANT A BATH!" Mojo said.

And I knew that this show was gonna be hard, but classic. The kittens still love the Madison and Mojo show!

Rats!

(THE RAT!!!)

When we think about rats, we consider them as those brat-like rodents
that are furry and spread diseases and have those hairy pink and long tails. Well, rats are all of those things. And what if you had 40 trios of rats living in your house. With 120 rats living in my house, I have never considered rats the same way ever again.

It all began when Madison and Mojo were playing with the scratching post. Madison was on top of the scratching post, and when Mojo tipped over the scratching post, Madison came to her fall. "OWWWW!'' Madison said. "Are you okay Madison? It looks like you landed on something!" I said. Madison DID land on something. Madison got up. I saw what she landed on: an extra sharp, extra thorny, really healthy cactus. Madison landed on a cactus. "How did that get there?" Madison asked. Mojo and I shrugged.

We hoped it wasn't anything related to the trap. I looked around to see what or who had to do with this. I saw a long, pink tail, stick from under the couch. It wasn't Madison and Mojo's pink cat toy that was a mouse. The tail was thick, and looked way too real. "Uhhhh- Madison! MADISON! I think you have to see this!" I said. Madison AND Mojo saw it. "A RAT TAIL!" Mojo said. Then, we saw a rat scamper from under the couch. Then, I saw 119 more rats come from under the couch. They ran into a hole in the wall. "That must be where the rats live!'' I said. "We can't relax knowing that there's a mob of rats living in the house. There's 40 trios of those rats. We cannot live in a house with 120 RATS INHABITING IT!" Mojo yelled. "He's right! Come on, we're gonna make those rats move!" Madison said. Madison set up as many mousetraps as possible. But the rats were smarter than they looked. They didn't fall in any of the traps. "Come on you stupid rodents!" Madison said. "Maybe you need to be quiet, ya' know, just like fishing. "I will then, but those dorks that live in radioactive mouse holes will never fall for it!!!" Madison said. And they didn't. Now I was a little impatient. "RATS!!!!!!!" I finally yelled. I didn't care if the neighborhood will kill me for my racket, those rats are to blame. "Just how do we get those rats out of the house?" Mojo asked.

I noticed one of the mouse holes. It gave me an idea. "Madison, Mojo, spy on the rats! You can just squeeze in the holes, and we could communicate with walkie-talkies!" I said. ''Okay, this better just work!" Mojo said. He and Madison grabbed walkie-talkies, and went in the mouse holes. I took a peek. Madison and Mojo disappeared in the darkness. I tried to talk into the walkie-talkie. "Madison, what do you see?" I asked. I got a reply. "Mojo and I are in a skinny catacomb. The floors are wooden, and Mojo saw some cheese, and some spider webs." Madison said. I was hoping this was a good plan. Was it or was it a dorky plan? After 5 minutes passed by, Madison talked to me again. "We have located the rats, what do we do now?" I heard. I had an idea. "Madison, do you remember the way you came from?'' I asked. "Maybe, why?" Madison asked. "Just chase the rats out of the mouse hole, and chase them out the front door. I'll hold the front door open." I said. "Okay, we're on it!" Madison said.

So to recap, my pan was sort of simple. Chase the rats out of the mouse hole, and then chase them outside. Anyway, I held open the front door. 2-3 minutes later, Madison and Mojo were chasing a mob of rats. The plan was working.

Then, I started a coutdown.

"3" The rats were near the open door.

"2" Any second now!

"1" The rats are in front of the door!

"0" the rats ran outside. I didn't close the door until those rats were really far from here. "Yes! Those rats are finally gone!" Madison said. We were all glad.

Then, the phone rang. It was Ruby. I heard her say ,"LUCY, RESCUE ME! THERE ARE 40 TRIOS OF RATS IN MY HOUSE!" I sighed. "Here we go again!" I said.

A Day Well Slept

Madison and Mojo just haven't been getting the whole point of this! Point of what? Well, today, we were trying to play checkers, and Madison kept going on the red squares. You see, I'm trying to play a game and checkers, and it gets bothered by Madison's silly old tricks. Today, I just felt like sleeping. It was just that, I wasn't too occupied and happy. I was tired and bored. Don't think I'm faking it, Madison was getting old, and so were her stupid tricks. "Guys, look, Checkers maybe isn't your game, I'm gonna take a nap, and we'll see if we can play the challenging version of Monopoly." I said.

Well, I was sleepy enough that I couldn't even think too well. So I became that mutt-sort of thing, and lazily slept. Meanwhile, Madison and Mojo were at their own games. And not the checkers kind of games. "Lucy is such a lazy cockapoo, the mutt is so lazy.'' Mojo said. ''We should just act like some lazy mutts, being the stupid and dumb-witted couch potatoes we are!'' Madison said. "I think, Madison, you mean sleep like or with Lucy?" Mojo asked. "Yes, and the reason I want to is to see what Lucy is up to. Maybe she's saying all about our poor game skills." Madison said. Madison and Mojo jumped on the bed where I was sleeping. I didn't hear them. But then, Mojo jumped on my back. I only opened one eye, but still. "So, lazy, dumb-witted mutt, you hate our game skills!" Madison said.

"What are you doing?" I asked. "TELL US WHY YOU'RE SLEEPING!" Madison said. "Well- because the games were causing me stress, there's your reason!" I said, a little too fast. "Wait, we have to sleep with you first Lucy!" Mojo saud. He and Madison just slept. How weird.

Well, now I wouldn't have to play anymore games.

Top 10 list

TOP TEN REASONS WHY JELLYFISH AND AUSTRALIAN BAMBOO STRIPS DO NOT MIX...

1. Jellyfish are nothing but poisonous, and how do we view bamboo to be deadly?
2. Bamboo can be as long as a ruler, but the tentacles of a jellyfish are long.
3. Jellyfish are some of the most likely fish to fart. Plants don't fart, but fish fart.
4. Bamboo are green because the roots can blow up in a green gas, but jellyfish got their color from nature.
5. How much harm could a jellyfish do? LOTS.
6. Are dogs finding Australia cool? They find plants from Australia to be cool, but jellies are a dumb story.
7. We love to study about animals, but dogs love to eat grass and study the wonders of bamboo
8. So, Jellyfish are only famous because of NEMO. Bamboo is famous from Nature's best.
9. Tentacles- a weapon, leaves- anatomy dumbness of a plant.
10. How did the chicken cross the road without being hit by a car? Maybe the road was closed down. How did bamboo become a favorite food of pandas? Maybe pandas have eating disorders and bamboo can only cure the disorder. Why are jellyfish deadly? Too obvious.

Lucy and Daisy

One morning, I was sleeping in my kennel. And at around 6:15, the place started to get noisy, and that meant that the family was getting up. I got up too. Well, I just slept on the couch. Today was a special day today. Today was when my step sister, Daisy, was coming over. Our family was watching Daisy because Daisy's owners were going on vacation. Daisy was the same breed as me, only she was white, with honey-colored markings. Plus, Daisy was a little bigger than me. But having a step/half sister to my house would be great.

After a couple hours, Daisy came. "DAISY!" I cried. "LUCY!" Daisy cried. We hugged each other. Then, Madison and Mojo tumbled into us. "What are those- peculiar pets?" Daisy asked. "Those are cats!" I said. "You mean the cats who take over the world?" Daisy asked. "No, that was a movie, these are real, playful, cute, Un-evil cats. That's Madison, and that's Mojo." I said, emotionally. "Oh, uh, HI." Daisy said, though she didn't seem too enthusiastic about the cats.

"Daisy, let me show you around the house." I said. "This is the living room." I said. "Nice." Daisy said. "This is the dining room." I said. "Okay, I guess." Daisy said. "This is the kitchen." I said. "Not bad." Daisy said. "Here is the bathroom." I said. "That toilet water better be fresh." Daisy said. "That's my brother's room." I said. "That's cool, not boring, nor great." Daisy said. "That's my sister's room." I pointed. "Take it away!" Daisy said. "I don't like it either!" I said. "We aren't aloud upstairs." I said. "Oh, crud." said Daisy. "But we are allowed in the basement." I said. "Oh-YEAH!" Daisy said. And we went downstairs. "So, uh, whadda wanna do 'round here?" I asked. "Let's steal some beacon!" Daisy suggested.

So we went in the kitchen. It's harder to steal food than it looks. So when Mom dropped the food, Daisy and I would fight all over it. But when Mom left the finished baking the bacon, she left it on the counter, and we went down in the basement. The coast was clear, and we jumped onto the counter. Daisy got 20 and I got 20. We were full enough. But then, Mom made some cheeseburgers. "Let's do this!" Daisy said. By then, we knew we were overweight. We spent the entire afternoon stealing 10 pies, 9 cakes, 8 cups of coffee, 7 apples, 6 chocolates, 5 meatloaves, 4 bananas, 3 cheesecakes, 2 ice cream cones, and 1 piece of pork. But there was one thing left: THE WEDDING CAKE. Well, not for a wedding, but it was in the design of a wedding cake. But, separating us dogs from the cake, was a box. The box was trapping the wedding cake.

It was pretty much night by now. Daisy and I got in my kennel. We read a dog magazine. DOGS MONTHLY. It's a great magazine. And since 2 months have passed, I have two magazines. And we have 2 dogs, so Daisy and I both got to unite with our favorite source of reading. Daisy was just doing a crossword. So I flipped to the page with a crossword, and I got a sharpie. "Hey, Lucy, do you know the breed with a 6-letter-name that has a cat-like personality?" Daisy asked. "Oh, I think that's the Vizsla." I said. "Daisy, look at this picture!" I said. I wasn't on the crossword puzzle. I skipped to the comics page. There was a picture of my favorite dog show dog, Weasel. Then, there was the most, boring, Chalk. Before we could even do anything else, I had an idea. I opened up the fridge, and robbed all the food. It was a very good idea. Daisy and I read, and ate all night. Well, that was very fun.

Day came, and while tired, Daisy and I were still wide awake. We were ready to steal that wedding cake-like cake. This afternoon, it was opened. After lunch, our owners took the cake, put it back into box, and into the van. Luckily, we went on a car ride, so it didn't matter. It was a dessert for a picnic. Well, us dogs waited for our owners to be distracted. Well, some people they knew came by, and Daisy and I devoured that thing. And because home was near by, that's where we ran away to. "Alright, Daisy!" I said, happily. Daisy stayed for 8 more days, and then, she left. "Well, Daisy, I loved this experience!" I said. "So did I!" Daisy agreed. As Daisy went into her car, and she poked her head out the open car window, I felt bad for letting her go. But, she had a home, too. "Bye Daisy!" I yelled. "BYE LUCYYY!" Daisy screamed.

And once the car went out of sight, so did Daisy. I went up the front porch stairs, inside, and went on the couch. I was sad that Daisy was gone, but at least I'd be able to see him again.

Another Interview with Madison!

(Lucy interviews, Madison answers.)

Lucy: Hello, Madison. Today, I will interview you, and ask you the top 10 questions that I love to ask others.

Madison: I hope this interview is more interesting, Mojo's interview looked incredible. Well, I'm ready, and if you are, then spit the first question out.

Lucy: Well, Here is your first question: Do you like or dislike pop or soda, such as sierra mist, and diet pepsi, and sort of popular root beer?

Madison: Well, I hate root beer, but my favorite pop/soda is 7Up. But besides that, whine isn't my favorite thing to drink.

Lucy: Here is your 2nd question: Do you feel like some debates can be taken too far?

Madison: Well, history has taught us that debate can lead to war. About that slavery problem, that's what led to the Civil War, and the Revolutionary war is a fractured story I don't feel like talking about.

Lucy: If you could have only one type of meat, what kind would you have?

Madison: Pork, just like that other guy in the family.

Lucy: Do you feel like you share any traits with clouded leopards?

Madison: I don't know, but I do know that we both are types of cats.

Lucy: Is Mojo more highly intelligent than you?

Madison: Probably. Mojo probably has bigger brain than me!

Lucy: Are you a Cubs fan or a Sox fan or are neither?

Madison: Well, to me, it doesn't matter.

Lucy: If you were to study geometry or about the history of golfing, what subject would you rather study?

Madison: None of them.

Lucy: Do you like triple scoop ice cream topped with some supreme broccoli and lima beans?

Madison: Never! It's making me prone to vomit already or something!

Lucy: Are pancakes more like paradise to you?

Madison: Oh yeah, I love pancakes, but I love muffins to pieces!

Lucy: Are you ready to conclude the interview, because I am.

Madison: Yes!

Interview with Mojo

(Mojo= M, Lucy= L)

L. I am gonna interview Mojo, due to the unsuccessful interview that I did earlier with Madison.
Now, I will ask Mojo 10 questions. Starting with this one: Mojo, do you feel like your sister is a companion in your thoughts?

M. Well, Madison is a little more naughty at times, and she can be calm. Madison has two options: Graceful or crazy.

L. Are commercials boring for you, or do you find them entertaining?

M. Well, some commercials can be funny, but most of them are things that we don't need to know. I mean why would a cat need a car? Well, those car commercials are totally useless for me.

L. Are humans sort of weird creatures to you?

M. Well, no.

L. Do you have any interests in sports?

M. It depends. I'm good at no sport, but watching football can be intriguing to my opinion at times.

L. Are cats better than dogs?

M. Sometimes, because tigers are terrifying compared to terriers, but dachshunds from my point of view are dorks. But sometimes, they can be just as worse as each other. Like when you compare a leopard to a dingo, you know how bad it is.

L. When you improve on a certain subject, how do you feel?

M. The feelings always vary.

L. What TV show subjects do you find interesting?

M. I love comedy, facts, and especially science.

L. What kind of TV subjects do you find stupid and not entertaining?

M. Well, cartoons are okay, and I don't really cherish gross stuff, like some anatomy. But I hate commercials

L. Here is the final question: Are some interviews like this one taking forever?

M. Yes, let's stop this interview.

Interview with Madison

(Lucy asks questions, Madison answers them!)

Q. How are you doing?

A. I'm fine, well, you'd know, you live with me!

Q. So, Madison, I'm gonna interview ya', and here is your question at least, your first one. Are you ready?

A. Of course, I told you after you kicked Mojo away from your cage!

Q. Alright, so, Madison, are you feeling compatible with Mojo?

A. Of course I am! He's my brother!

Q. Do you prefer being long-haired?

A. I don't know! Short-hairs must be a little frigid because they don't have a thick coat to keep them warm.

Q. Do you have a favorite color or favorite colors?

A. Well, my top 3 favorite colors are red, pink, and gray, but my favorite out of all of these colors is red.

Q. Here is your final question, Madison: Is this interview a pain in the neck?

A. Well, do you wanna know what I think? I HATE THIS INTERVIEW!

Well, maybe Lucy can interview somebody else if it's possible, but until then, adios.

The Trap

Today, I was just walking around, when I saw something in the living room. It was a laundry basket, being held up by a dry-ease board, and inside was a walnut. I love walnuts. So, I grabbed the walnut, but then, my butt hit the dry ease board, and the dry-ease board fell down. Then, the laundry basket fell down on top of me. It was a trap. I was trapped. Of course, I got spooked and jumped! The laundry basket flew in the air. But who cares? I was free! So I went to sleep. The next day, when I woke up, the trap was set up again. Well, I was smart enough to never fall for that trap again! But what about the kittens. Mojo suddenly came along. I wasn't too surprised if he fell for the trap. Mojo felt like he was in that mood for playing. So when he saw the walnut, he thought that this was gonna be fun. So Mojo started to play around with the walnut, unaware of the trap. But when Mojo had the walnut hit the dry-ease board, and the trap fell down on Mojo. "Mojo, don't fall for that! It's a trap!!" I said. "How do I get out?" Mojo said. I forgot. I know how to become trapped, but I forgot how to escape the trap. "Mojo, I can't get you out!" I said. Mojo was probably scared. Then, Madison came by, and I decided to take advantage of that. "Madison, Mojo is stuck! Can you get him out?'' I asked. Madison decided to help. She lifted the trap, and Mojo was free. Madison and Mojo were still really scared of this trap, and they decided to make a run for it. I studied the trap. Did it harm anyone? Who set it up? And and why is is there? So many of my questions could be listed and go on forever. I left the trap alone, and when I saw it, it was set up again! And then, Madison and Mojo came by. Madison lost her control, slid across the floor, and knocked down the dry ease-board. Madison was trapped. "Ahh!!'' Madison cried. She was so scared. I don't blame her, this was her first time to be trapped. Mojo was scared of the trap, and so was I. "Madison, I'll let you out!" Mojo said. Mojo let Madison out, and ran away. Each time all of us looked away, the trap was set up again, and we kept on getting trapped. So that night, I decided to do some investigating. Madison and Mojo joined me. I didn't see anything. Well, I did see a walnut, a dry-ease board, and a laundry basket. "Mojo, be careful!" I said. But Mojo got himself trapped. He was afraid. "Mojo, we'll help you in the morning." Madison said. So Madison and I retreated. The next morning, I saw Mojo in the trap. He was shivering. "Mojo, I guess we have to get rid of the trap. We'll never solve the mystery, but at least we won't have to worry about the trap." I said. I got Mojo out of the trap, and decided to get rid of it. But I couldn't hide, destroy, or blow up the trap. So it remained deadly until it lasted. So the next day, I went to see that the trap was gone. "Madison! Mojo! Look, the trap is gone!" I said. Madison and Mojo couldn't believe it! "We have to find where the trap went!" Madison said. And as a search mounted, so did the suspicion. But then, it went to the end that Madison found the dry-ease board in the closet, Mojo found the walnut in the basement, and I found the laundry basket in the hall. So what happened? Well, nobody knows yet, but this story will always be a scary mystery to my heart.

Lucy, Madison and Mojo, and the Boating Trip

One day, I, Lucy Love was just relaxing. You know how calm and good it feels. I decided that relaxing was getting too old. Now I needed action. And the only place for action is beach. The opposite of sunbathing and tanning and on a shallow end of the water. Well, I do want to relax, but in an action-packed place. And because the waves were wild, I decided to go on a sailboat in a lake. Before I cold get my sunglasses, Mojo and Madison started to bug me.

"Can I come with you? I'll bring the iPod! And Mojo could carry the life preservers and life jackets and the sunglasses." Madison said. Madison and Mojo wanted nothing but to come with me. "If you shut up maybe I'll think it over." I said. So Madison and Mojo left. And so, just as I said, I thought it over. "An iPod? Life preserver? Life jackets?' I said to myself. I decided that it was worth it. I went to Madison and Mojo. "Okay, as long as you do bring an iPod, Life preservers, and Life jackets." I said. Madison and Mojo were psyched. So we all went to the lake. "We're gonna have to steal a sailboat!" I said. I built a plan. "Mojo, get that boat with the red and blue sail, and have Madison help you. I'll guide you." I said. Madison and Mojo got under the sailboat, lifted it up, and started to carry it all the way to the lake. And when the boat made it in the water, Madison and Mojo each put on a life jacket, and put the life preservers in the boat. I got the iPod, selected the song, "Who Let the Dogs out?'' and then, I got in the boat, put on a life jacket, and the wind blew. The sailboat started to proceed.

I saw that there was a fishing pole and bait in the boat. "Hey guys, we can go fishing!" I said. I turned off the iPod. I put some bait on the hook, and waited for a fish after casting the fishing pole. After a few minutes, I got a bite. ''Real it in!" Mojo said quietly. I started to get my bite, and started to real the fish in. And when I saw my catch come out of the water, I was bummed. "Well, I guess catching a boot is a lot of luck." Mojo said. I got the boot off of the hook, I looked inside to see all of these crayfish, fish, and shell. The boot contained all of the fish and stuff. "Hey guys, look inside the boot!" I said. Madison and Mojo peeked inside the boot. "Cool!" they said. I tried to fish again. But this time, I caught a suitcase. "Cool, a suitcase!" Mojo said. When I looked in the suitcase, I saw a couple of wet pieces of paper. "It's nothing much, but we can store all the fish in the suitcase!" Madison suggested. So we did.

The wind picked up, and the boat floated across the lake, and into the center of the lake. Then, the wind stopped. The sailboat didn't move. "We're casted away!" I said out loud. I didn't want to swim away. What if the suitcase sank? There was nothing to do. Then, the wind picked up. The boat was moving fast, now. But then, I hear Mojo saying: "A rock! We're gonna crash!" I saw a rock in the boat's path. I turned the iPod back on, and changed the song to,"Shake your booty." Then, the boat crashed into the rock, and started to slowly sink. I got the suitcase. It wasn't as heavy as it looked, so the kittens, and while I was carrying the suitcase, swam to shore.

I went home, and baked crayfish, and fish, and the shells were for Beaumont. Well, it was a happy ending for me. The fish weren't as good as the tender tastin' crayfish. All I know is that today was an awesome day!

Madison the Couch Potato

Today was an normal day like any other one. "I'm bored, you wanna build a random building" Mojo asked. "Sure, it's bad enough in here that I'm starting to die of being bored.'' Madison. I agreed. Who wouldn't wanna build a building anyway? It's fun.

So Madison, Mojo and I ran into the backyard to start the building. "Hmmm, I think we need to have a bulldozer." Mojo said. "Madison, may you please call the governor so we can have a jackhammer and a bulldozer and stuff like that?" Madison said "yes", and went in the house to call the governor.

Meanwhile, Mojo and I were digging up the backyard. You need a ground that is sort of covered in dirt for it to be an actual construction site, right? Well, Mojo thought so,and he got the place ready for the bulldozer, crane, scissor lifter, cement truck, and all that other crud. Madison didn't come outside for hours, but at first, Mojo thought that Madison was just chatting with the governor, but after another hour, when the backyard looked like a war zone that was all dirty, Mojo got suspicious. "I'll go check on Madison." I said to Mojo. So I went inside, only to see Madison taking a nap. I was infuriated. I kicked Madison in the butt, and stormed out of the house. "Madison is sleeping." I said. "SLEEPING??!!" Mojo yelled.

He was angry and just wanted 657 tons of steam to fly out of his ears. Mojo was so mad, his face was as red as torch red. Mojo was so mad, he wanted fur to fall of his body. I didn't want Mojo to go out of control. So I told him we should make the building from wood. And now, Mojo felt a little bit better. So we cut down the tree in the backyard, and then, the skeleton of the building was built. Now, the building needed an outside. So using no windows, and a wooden outside, there was only one thing left to do: the roof.

But we were out of wood, and we decided to get back at Madison. "We can use Madison's fur as the roof!" Mojo said. Mojo and I got some scissors, and started to cut off Madison's hair. When Madison was bald, completely, Mojo and went in the backyard, and made the roof out of Madison's fur. When Madison woke up, I heard her say some stuff. "Why is it so cold in here?" Madison asked. The heat was on 68 degrees Fahrenheit. Then, Madison felt her skin. "Wait a minute? I'm- BALD? AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Madison yelled.

Well, Madison learned her lesson today!

The Hot Dogs of Addiction

On an ordinary day, I was just livin' it out. On the couch with a bag of potato chips. I was just watching on Animal Planet about how cattle can be turned into meat. Anyway, I was yet again hungry! I had a ginger bread house, a corn dog, and maybe some ice cream. But today, Hot Dogs were the only thing that came to mind. I knew that stealing just one hot dog required major teamwork. So I made some phone calls. I told Carter he would need to help, I told Beaumont he had to help, I even had the kittens help out. Every dog I knew, Sandy, Nina, Betty, Ruby, and even some cats. And then I realized that I invited a mob of pets. Before anybody came, I saw a commercial that was saying,"Do you like hot dogs? Well, go to Billy Bob Joe's House of Hot dogs. We make and store all of our wonderful hot dogs in the Food Safe, so don't try to steel the hot dogs or anything! But come and eat, hang out, and love at Billy Bob Joe's house of Hot Dogs!"

I realized that stealing these hot dogs would be easy with about 19 pets! I even had Willie, Mister, Fuzzles, and Destiny help. And once all of the pets came to my house, I told them about the Hot Dogs. And after that, the croud of animals charged to the Hot Dog area. We all kept traveling until we came by a building. It was a hot dog, with doors, and had a sign in one of the windows that read,"BILLY BOB JOE'S HOUSE OF HOT DOGS." "Wow!" I said. I saw another sign that read, "We are always closed on Fridays, sorry." Friday? Today was Friday. This was gonna be easier than I planned. I shouted out orders, but then I forgot that, when a place is closed, they lock it up.

So then I said,"Wait! We have to get inside!" The windows would fail, the doors were locked, and there was no secret passage. But then I saw a ladder that led to the roof. "Guys, climb that ladder!" I shouted. They did. And so did I. I tried to figure out how to get inside from there. I saw a trapdoor, and when I opened it, I saw a passage way, that looked like a slide if you went down it. After the mob of pets, and me, we went down the "slide", we came out of the slide and landed in a soft pile of food. "Where are we?" Madison asked. It was remarkable how Mister made it into the slide. "We must be in the food safe!" said Mister. There was a huge pile of hot dogs. North, South, East, West of the room, we saw Hot dogs. Now, to steal the Hot Dogs, I gave everybody a sack to put some hot dogs in. Each pet would carry at least one sack full of Hot Dogs. So everybody got to work, including me. It took 4 whole hours to get the hot dogs, but we did it!

We got out of the building, and once we were home, it was dinner time! The Hot dogs were the best I ever ate! And if ever one day, you want a Hot Dog, you'll know the story of why Billiy Bob Joe ran out of Hot Dogs!

Haiku from Lucy, a Short Poem

I love to bark loud!

I love to bark really proud!

I love to bark loud!

Friday, The 13th!

(THE BROKEN MIRROR! 7 YEARS OF BAD LUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Today was an ordinary day. I wake up, and look at my Brother's calender. He had some things marked on the calendar. Spring Break, some TV shows he wants to watch, and even when Girl Scouts was founded. I saw that today was Friday. But then I saw that the date was, "FRIDAY, MARCH, 13,2009." Okay, Friday the 13th" this is really bad stuff. It got My Brother real good since, in his life, has broken 2 mirrors. I hoped I wouldn't do this. But knowing Friday the 13th, anything is possible.

I went to Madison. She was hanging out with Willie the Toucan, Mister the giraffe, Fuzzles the lemur, and the now, non-rabid, Destiny the chicken. Destiny was talking to Madison. "Is it a-um-Fox?" asked Willie. "What are you guys doing?" I asked. "20 Questions." Madison said. You see, we were all hangin' out by the kitchen window, and that was when I leaned on the window with so much force, I fell right down the window, outside, landing on the driveway, and almost dying.

Willie and Destiny ran towards me. "Willie-howwwww nnnnniiiiccce toooooo seeeeeeeeee yyyyyyyyyyyouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" I said slowly. "You don't look so good!" Willie squawked. "Youuuuuuuuuuurrrr rrrriiiightt, IIIIIIIIII donnnnnnnnnnnn't ffffffeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelllllllll toooooooooooo goood!" I said. Then, I closed my eyes. "She's dead!" Destiny cried. "This is just too sad!" I didn't know this, but they took me, and buried me. They thought that I was dead. But when I came too, I was like,"What the heck?" I saw a root, and then that's when I found out I was buried alive! I managed to dig my way out.

When I was above ground, I was covered in mud, dirt, and earth worms. Plus, I couldn't see behind all of this dirt that was on my eyes. So I was running around. Into my house. "The ZOMBIE!" Madison yelled. I ran around, and I tripped on a worm that fell to the floor. I slid across the floor, and I slammed into a mirror. It shattered, just after I got out of the way. Mud few everywhere, and worms covered the bureaus. I was covered in few mud by now, but I broke a mirror. Oh, my luck. "Madison-Mojo!" I cried. "DIE ZOMBIE, DIE!" is all I heard, and somebody wacked me with a bat, because they thought I was a zombie."Guys, I'm alive, I am not a zombie, I swear to the inner interior of the interrior of my crossed heart!" I said. Silence. "I believe you!" Madison said.

So the bad luck was over. And hopefully, so was Friday the 13th!

The Adventures of Super Kitten and Wonder Madison/ Phoenix and Sahara 4

I was playing the kittens when it happened-Sahara was in danger of falling off this bridge. And it looked like and as if it was to collapse-taking down Sahara with it. And then, parts of the "Bridge started to fall of, and then, the bridge took a fall! Sahara was still on the bridge. "LIFE AT RISK, RESCUE THE HELPLESS CITIZEN!" Wonder Madison said. Sahara was our family member, and was about to face death! Wonder Madison and Super Kitten weren't close enough to Sahara to rescue her. However, I, Pooch Lad, was right next to the gecko. Should I help her, being a hero, or should I let Sahara Rest.In.Peace. Pooch Lad just grabbed Sahara. The fragile reptile was safe!

But then, Sahara squirmed out of my paw. And that gecko ran as fast as possible toward the bathroom, until I found her on the toilet. She was on the rim of the toilet, which had a lifted lid. Sahara could fall in the toilet. "I'll take care of this!" said Super Kitten. He pounced at the gecko. But I ran to get that gecko. Sahara was safe from falling, because I grabbed her and ran off, just as Mojo accidentally flushed the toilet. Another unsuccessful pounce thank to Mojo. I put Sahara in her cage. Home. Where she belonged. Madison and Mojo came to me. "You have saved Sahara!" Madison said.

It was true. It all started as one simple game, and that turned into a real version of what we were doing, and THAT turned into putting a reptile's life @ risk, and THAT turned into a job well done! I learned that you can be evil, and still rescue others in need, though it wouldn't be the "evil" thing to do!