The Best of Lucy

Ode to Mojo- By Lucy

2011-04-17T08:22:00.000-07:00

Magnificent, Marvelous Mojo, Oh how I adore Mojo, He's lovely and purring and amazing and comforting. Every day, When I go to sleep, I think of cuddly Mojo From the day he came To the day of today, I have always loved that Purr-fect cat. He has a nice, plump tummy. With Silky fur and an affectionate temper, It's just too hard to resist this feline. His craving for cat food, For all favors of all kind. Fish, Turkey, and So Much More! We imagine Mojo's a super hero. His mortal rival is his enemy nemesis! Our cat named Flanders is called "Tabby Enemy." Every night, He goes in the cat bed All tired and exhausted. I cuddle next to the cat bed. Good Night, sweet, sweet Mojo. COMMENTS Madison08- Why didn't you make an ode about me?!! MojoMan2- Thanks for that poem! I never knew you thought of me that way. FlandersTheStalker246- What makes you think I'm EVIL??!!!

Hamster in the House

2010-06-05T06:47:00.000-07:00

(Patrick's house) Remember the blog post, "Madison, Mojo, and Patrick"? Well, Patrick is in this blog post, and he gets his own HOUSE. See how in "Hamster in the House."

Mojo was doing what he typically does: Sleeping and playing and eating. The new family cat, Flanders from my previous post, was doing what he typically does: Sit by Patrick's cage. I went over by Flanders. "I noticed that it must be boring to be stuck in a puny cage and just sleep and go to the bathroom and then eat and then go on a wheel and then go to sleep again!" Flanders said. "You're feeling SORRY for that hamster?" I asked to Flanders. "Yeah, he should get his own house to live in like us!" Flanders replied. I was thinking exactly what Flanders was thinking and I really didn't like it.

"Get Madison and Mojo to stretch that cage up to the ceiling!" Flanders demanded. "MADDIE! MOHITO'" I called. The two cats came to me as fast as iron and a magnet! "Stretch that cage up to the ceiling!" I commanded. Madison and Mojo grabbed the cage and jumped. And the cage acted like clay and bounced up with the two cats. "Now we all must work hard to make that cage a magnificent hamster mansion! Use furniture for the doll house, use stuff similar to furniture, I don't care! And add an extra level to the cage!" Flanders demanded!

I went to the sister's room and found some doll house furniture. A bed, a couch, a desk, a table, chairs, a toilet, a sink, and even some bean bags! I gave them to Flanders, who was adding walls to Patrick's cage. "Amazing, can you go get Patrick's electricity ready?" asked Flanders. "Yes Master." I said. I just got two balloons and rubbed them together and connected those to the cage. The static electricity was enough as electricty to Patrick.

Madison was using everyday materials for furniture. A small block of wood made a perfect counter, and bottle caps were the perfect size for toadstools. A CD made a perfect circular carpet or a dance floor. A cotton ball was great for a bean bag! A plugged in lightbulb was great for a lamp! Patches were perfect for carpets! Madison used that brain really well. "Here you go, Royal Flanders." Madison said. Flanders saw the block of wood, bottle caps, CD, cottonball, lightbulb, and patches. "I need MORE!" Flanders said. "This is good enough you labour-demanding king!" Madison said. She went to rest.

Mojo was picking out the paint. Maybe something as yellow as the sunlight. Maybe something as blue as the sky. Maybe something red as blood. Or even a color green as leaves! "Well I can't decide between yellow, red, green, or blue! Maybe some purple will do it. So Mojo used purple. But he couldn't decide if he wanted to use light purple or dark purple. "Maybe a combination of both will do." Mojo said. So he got both shades of purple, and left the paint shop. He turned in the purple paints to Flanders. "Good, now get me another color for the floor. Poor Mojo wasted hours deciding for the floor color. Poor Mohito'.

All that work was worth it. The hamster had a house! Flanders loved it! He worked for days on the roof and doors and windows. Now today, when you look at the cage house, you may be thinking: "Wow" or "What the heck?" But let me tell you that house will stand there for future generations of the hamsters to come.

Mojo's Rabies And The New Family's Flanders With the MamaReptile!

2010-05-31T16:35:00.000-07:00

<--(Mojo has rabies, Flanders!)

This is the story of a cat named Mojo, a hamster named Patrick, Another cat
named Madison, Me, Lucy, two geckos, and a baby on the way, and a new pet....

So one day, 3 things all happened at once. 3 peculiar things...very peculiar. I was there, sleeping, or maybe I was just chewing on that bratty Webkinz crap. Anyways, a fluffy paw tapped on my back. It wasn't extremely fluffy like Madison, and Mojo never wakes me up... I opened my eyes to see a cat. "My name is Flanders, and I am proud stalker of all cats!" He said. I couldn't believe it... a white and orange tabby cat. Madison and Mojo weren't there, so I decided that I could show him the roots of his new home.

The Tour: "This is the hamster, Patrick" I said as we went past the little rodent's cage. "I'll show you Madison and Mohito' later." I told Flanders. Then, I went to show Flanders the two geckos, Husband and Wife, Phoenix and Sahara, or Geek and Santa! Anyways, I was about to open the habitat so Flanders could see the geckos. Then, I saw something! It was exactly what I thought it was! But I couldn't believe I was seeing it! There it was! An EGG!!!

That Trooper Gecko has been pregnant for 6 months, and she DIDN'T tell me before she gave birth! Now I had to incubate it! I grabbed an empty coffee cup and filled it with some of that stringy stuff from the Easter basket. I breathed hot air on it an placed it into the coffee cup with the stringy thingies. "Flanders, I know you're new, but you'll to sit on the egg and keep it
warm!" I said. I actually said that because believe me, who wants to spend all day sitting on an egg?

I was relaxing- no cats, no having to worry about the egg, and no nothing! But then I heard a SCRREEEEEEEEEECHHH-OWWWW!!! It was relaxing while it lasted. Mojo came out all rancid, furious and psychodic! Madison came dashing toward me and quickly said: "Mojo got bitten by a rabid raccoon, now he's all crazy, and if I were you, I'd RUN" Mojo came dashing toward us! I was scared and didn't know what to do! I was frozen in panic. And then, Mojo was about to pounce and bite! I was still frozen! Madison grabbed my head and dragged me upstairs. We locked the door leading upstairs! But Mojo was scared!

Meanwhile, Flanders was on the egg. Then, he felt it move. He got off of it- it hatched. A tiny gecko was born. Now, when geckos lay their eggs in the wild, they bury them and let the eggs hatch on their own. If they're together, trouble could happen. The little baby went toward the habitat. "No little trooper, I'm your new dad, and I say that sandbox in a glass tank is not for you!" Flanders scooped up the baby and looked into it's eyes. They were dragon-like. And dragon meant- something- Flanders didn't know. Then Flanders remembered there was this video game about the dude named Spyro the dragon. That purple dude who breathes out earth and ice and fire and lightning. So, Flanders named it "Spyro."

"Do you know any hiding spots upstairs?" I asked. "Let's take out the floorboards and cover it with the laundry basket!" Madison advised. We got to work, and just in time! Mojo must've busted the door and he came rampaging up the room! Madison and I had to pretend we were rocks. Then I had an itch! I HAD to scratch! And then when I did. *CHUCK!!* The two of us fell through the living room ceiling which was downstairs. But we landed on the couch. "We might be safe for now." I said. Madison and I held each other tightly.

Flanders and Spyro were going upstairs, and they didn't know what was up there! "Spyro, there's this thing called life. You're living it right now. Life has an ending sometimes. And I won't let you die today." Flanders said. Spyro just blinked. Then, rabid Mojo came from the corner. "Oh, shoot!" Flanders cried. He saw a little part of the hole we made in the floor/ceiling. He moved the basket and dived. Madison and I saw Flanders. KA-PLUNK! right on the couch! I saw Spyro. "So, the egg hatched. Take care of it, Mojo's on the loose!" I warned.

Just then, Mojo came crashing down. Next thing I knew, m brain sizzled an idea! I grabbed a pill from the cabinet. "Oh rabid Mohito,' com get the treat! He swallowed it. He bit Madison! But I wasn't scared. That pill was rabies vaccine! The minute Mojo bit Madison, he wasn't rabid. Mojo was not talking. "Mojo, Mohito,' Mojo? MOJO!!" Madison, Flanders, and I yelled. "I. Was. Rabid. AWESOME!" Mojo finally replied! "He's back!" Madison cried. "HOORAY!" We all shouted!

Now, It's more different than ever. Flanders the new cat is the alpha-cat! Mojo now has a something he can tell his young kittens someday. Phoenix and Sahara were officially Moms and Dads! Life is new and life yesterday, was history. And one thing different- there's a hole in the ceiling...

The Thanksgiving Trip at Bethany

2009-11-30T13:47:00.000-08:00

One day, I was sitting on the couch. As usual, I was chewing on a bone, enjoying myself, as my teeth crushed through each layer of bone, thoroughly. It made me feel tough and my salivation strong! Then, I saw there were lots of clothes and suitcases. And that made lots of sense: I was going on yet another vacation. Our family must've been going out of town for Thanksgiving. It was that time of year, after all. I was excited to go on a vacation again. I always have many adventures. And lots of new things come to me.

My Mom grabbed the family hamster, Patrick's cage and put in the van so we could take him to the family we had take care of Patrick. The other pets managed their selves, however. Later that day, everyone in the family packed up. And the van was ready to roll. It pulled out the driveway. Then, Mom turned the steering wheel, and we were on the way. I cherished the car ride. For one part, I occasionally was able to poke my head out the open windows of the van. I loved the feeling of lots of wind and breeze blow through my fur. It makes me feel GREAT! And then, I got to sit on a pillow set between the two seats where my Mom and Dad sat for napping to pass the time while the trip to wherever we were going.

About 4 hours later, Mom stopped the van at the sacred place of BETHANY! It was this place again. It was a miracle! Of all the places to vacation on Thanksgiving, this place was the most predictable! But if only I had known! I jumped out the van door on my leash. I was so eager to get to the cottage, my running trampled nearby puddles that formed after a current rainfall, and made the water splash all over the place! When I got to the front, I "marked" my scent on the lawn to leave some of my poochie-memories here for when I'd leave by skidding my butt against the asphalt.

Then, I ran up the porch stairs, and through the door. I used my back paws as breaks to stop from gliding across the carpet when my wet paws from outside made me lose control! I out the screen porch, and ran in circles around the cottage. My excitement was so energy-requiring and confidence-consuming that I collapsed to the floor with exhaustion. I was so tired.

2 hours later: I woke up to the fragrance of an old, raggy, chewed-up, rough dalmatian hand puppet toy that was possessed by the dog I saw when I woke up. It was the only cousin of mine who looked like me when I'm older- Carter. We went around and ran in joy as usual when us two are first united. The moment didn't last long when I heard the words "Lucy, let's go on a walk!!!" Dad was taking me on another walk. I loved seeing Carter, but I guess I did need a walk after my long nap! Outside, the air remained humid, and all like autumn air should be. Like I typically am, I was in the mood for sprinting! Dad and I took off like there were jet packs at the bottom of our feet. "I could do this all day!" I said, feeling maybe a little too authentic. One thing I forgot to mention, I can only run very fast for only a few minutes. Then, I'm like a tractor struggling to clear giant cow manure and feces on a field! That's how slow I am when I'm weak. The bad news, my dad is always jogging at a faster pace than I can for about 75% of the time. When I got back from the walk, I felt fulfilled, but tired out. I was panting like crazy! I didn't even rub my head against the carpet like I do on every other walk. It was very tiring!

That evening: I was yawning. I couldn't feel my spine because I was so tired! Carter came walking along. "Pretty long day for me, what about you?" I asked Carter. "Hmm, the usual." Carter replied. "Oh." I said. My response may've been awkward, but hanging out with the family I'm stuck with now, I've learned that being more awkward with responses can pay off eventually. It's Lucy family stuff. Anyways, I couldn't wait to dream tonight. I left off at a good spot last night. So I went in my dog cage, and fell asleep.

Thanksgiving day: It was my first Thanksgiving at Bethany. I like to get up earlier than Carter for a few reasons. He's my favorite cousin and all, but Carter likes to eat MY food instead of his. I went in the kitchen, and saw my Mom and my Mom's Mom, (grandma), with Carter. He looked like he was fed, but he looked hungry! Mom prepared my food. She put it on the floor. I took 3 bites, and then a second muzzle appear on my left. "Carter!" I snapped. "It's hard to be a more mature dog. You must 'help your immune system' by eating a lot!" Carter replied. "Fine, you win!" I reluctantly replied. That afternoon, the family was going to go to some relatives' house for Thanksgiving. Thanks to newer technology, I got miniature spy cameras from my Dad's old things back at home. I wanted to use it to see what this family gathering was like. I've always wondered. I attached the camera to my Mom's ankle while she was napping a couple hours ago this afternoon. Then, I let them go! And the family left.

Later that evening: It had been a long time since everyone got back, but I understood, as the humans always chat at these various types of events. I went an concealed my presence. I then went in the bathroom when Mom was taking a shower. I grabbed the miniature spy camera, which I acquired earlier that afternoon, and put it in my cage. I wonder if maybe I'd see a new animal in the footage, maybe one I've never seen! That night, in the dog cage of mine, I had the footage on the small camera and transferred it to Mom's video camera that I could see what I was missing out on. I fast forwarded the parts where Mom would sit there on the couch and do nothing but mingle.

I played the footage normally when I saw something so awesome and cute I was about to keep my eyes glued to the camera. I saw a cute, calico, female, copper, black, and white, beautiful, adventurous, little kitten! She made a little "Meoww!" It was so cute and high, it was like a miniature flute sound was making part of the noise. But it wasn't. I wondered what the kitten's name was. I heard someone say the name "Cally." Cally must've been this beauty's name. I thought it was so cute I hugged the video camera! Cally was playing around. I saw a cat toy with a string and a stuffed fish tied to the other end. Cally would paw at it and hold it tight with her paws. She'd go crazy with it like the world's oldest person and a bingo event! Cally was having a blast! Next, she went to one of those cat-playground and things that cats climb on and stuff. Cally jumped on top level of her cat-playground. She napped on the platform once she got on it. She was tired from all that playtime. She was cute when she napped. She looked like a baby in a cradle. It was so eye-gluingly worth to watch! When everyone was done having their Thanksgiving meal, Cally woke up. Or maybe it was someone who woke her up. I couldn't tell, but she got up. Cally was in a shy mood at this point, and went inside a large paper bag, which was tipped over, so Cally didn't have to jump to get in it. It looked cozy. Smaller dogs and cats have all the luck! Later, the whole family put in some DVD called "Cat Sitter," (TM) which I saw was some DVD with different recordings of squirrels, rats, mice, birds, a macaw with a canary, chipmunks, fish, butterflies, and all those other animals cats are addicted to. Cally got on a toadstool-like chair, which was placed in front of the TV just for her, and she watched it. Cally was so addicted. It was the cutest thing I've ever seen. Cally was like a human watching NFL! Cally was amazing! She was like nothing I've seen in my life- in a good way! She was cute and playful, more unique than any other kitten I've seen! I even recognized "Cally" as a new code: Cute, Astonishing, Loving, Loved, You, Madison and Mojo have competition! I spent the rest of the night watching the Cally footage.
When I heard footstep noises coming from upstairs, I hid the miniature camera, and put Mom's video camera where it was earlier yesterday, the coffee table. Next, I pretended to be sleeping. And I saw it was Mom who came down. I stopped fake-snoozing when Mom came down. I wagged my tail, which is turning into a useless one-inch piece of bone anatomy-wise. "Lucy, we saw the cutest kitten last night! Her name was Cally, who was named after her being calico! I'm just so sad that you had to miss out on it, Lucy Pooch!" Mom said. Oh, don't be sad, I haven't missed out on one thing! I said in my mind. I went to the kitchen, and had my last breakfast for this visit at Bethany, for this was my last day at Bethany!

1 Hour into the car ride to Indiana: Now that my Bethany vacation is over, I was on my to Indiana, where there's some more family to visit! But on the car ride home, I couldn't think of that though, when Mom went to check on her video camera. "Hey, I don't remember this being on 'transfer miniature camera to video camera' mode! Who did this? Whoever did this is in trouble..." Mom yelled. Yep, I love it when you least suspect dogs! I had the best Bethany visit ever! I got to see Carter again, I got some use out of my miniature spy camera, and even the best cat at Bethany, Cally! I hope next time's vacation at Bethany will be as fun as this one was- just as long as get free food. Just as long as I get free food!

THE END!

The Mystery of Mojo

2009-09-13T18:55:00.000-07:00

When it comes to my family, I am the alpha-dog! Not the aggression type of alpha, but that sort of fractured alpha. Loved, top-dog, revered, and always loved by more than the cats are. And when you're alpha-dog, it's a good idea to become a useful one. Because one time, if I weren't alpha-dog, Mojo would've been in huge trouble.

It all started one day when Mojo was prancing around across the living room in the evening. Everyone was asleep, so us animals could do our things. "I think I'm the alpha CAT in the family." Mojo boasted to Madison and I. "That comment is a hoax! I think-er, know, that I'M the alpha-cat in the family." Madison bragged to Mojo. The cats were being quite gregarious tonight. "I can't handle this. I'm going to get out this debate so I can do more important things than complaining and jabbering comebacks at a couple-year old twin kitten!" Madison snapped. And she stormed out the room. She went in my dog kennel, and I followed, I needed relaxing time. However, I didn't feel like sleeping. Mojo headed toward the other room.

"Madison, you cats need to get it together. Humans always just say the same lame excuse when it comes to favorites- 'We all each other the same.' The way I see it, that's impossible. But humans are too independent to change themselves so they'll stop doing that kind of stuff." I said. Madison kust looked at me, a little confused. I just ignored it, and rolled over. Meanwhile, Mojo was meandering toward the back door. "Hey look, the door's opening." Mojo said to himself. "I wonder if Madison is watching me right now, and I just see her that well, no matter how good of eye-vision I have at dusk. So maybe when whoever is coming in comes in, I'll act like I love him, and she'll give up, and admit that I AM the alpha-cat of the family." Mojo also said to himself. Madison and I heard the door open. We were starting to notice it. "Look, shadows!" Madison said. We quietly walked behind a wall near the kitchen entrance so we could see the shadows without being seen ourselves. We saw a large, sort of tall human or maybe human-like shadow picking up an animal. "Mojo!" I whispered in panic to Madison. Then, in his hands, the possible human-like shadow went and carried Mojo outside.

Madison and I looked out a window from the kitchen. Well, we tried to. We couldn't reach the only other window in the kitchen, because the only one had too many items on display on top of the window sill. I got on Madison's shoulders, but I could only see the light on the garage was on. It only lit up when I sensed movement. And I saw that the garage door was open! "Oh crud, Mojo's been abducted! What's gonna happen to him?" I asked in panic.

"Forget that, let's go warn our owners. You take the parents upstairs, and I'll alert the children. It's like risking my life going to see them, but I don't want Mojo to get hurt!" Madison ordered. And with that, we scrambled off to do our tasks. "Don't worry Mojo, we'll help you, just hang in there!" I said in hopes as if somehow, Mojo, where ever he was at the time, would possibly, in some way-just in any way, would sort of understand and hear my message. I was optimistic about his safety. And so was Madison. We were doing it for the love of Mojo. I went to the door that led to the upstairs part of the house. But I realized that it was closed. It was peculiar, considering that the door is left open just in case the cats want to go upstairs during the night. I couldn't reach the doorknob, and even if I could, I couldn't open it, due to the lack of fingers. The same went for Madison. I didn't know what to do, so I silently meandered to the hall. Madison walked out of one of the children's rooms. "I couldn't them up." Madison said," They are just to heavy of sleepers!" Madison said. "Then we're gonna be doing this ourselves." I said.

We decided to become a substantial duet of fellow detectives. We went and tried to think back to the crime's taking place. But we couldn't remember anything outstanding. Then we went to the details. "Okay, I have questions to solve this caper. Why would Mojo be a victim? What for, and why? What is so special about him that would make someone tempted to steal him? Just answer!" I said. "Well, there are tons of bozos who cherish abducting innocent house pets from others' homes. Maybe it was a huge grudge. I just bet you that whoever took Mojo has a pretty supple heart if they try to love animals. Also, maybe Mojo was just playing around with us.

"However, if that isn't the thing that is happening, maybe he was stolen because he was a specific type of cat." Madison explained. "But what traits about Mojo would make anyone interested in him? He loves the outdoors, is very loving, and is a tabby cat, almost about to become a juvenile cat. " I said. "Lucy, that's it! I bet you someone near us wanted a pet cat really badly, and decided to steal a cat. But who do we know who lives close to us, likes cats, wants a cat that is partially teenage, is tabby, loving, and outdoorsy, and doesn't possess one, that knows where live?" Madison asked. "Our friends from a few blocks away must be the burglars. They match all of your assorted discoveries depicting things crime-related." I noticed. "Well, I still think I see the garage light on, so let's get out there and catch that thief!" Madison triumphed.

Inspired and encouraged, Madison went out the back door, now unlocked, and went out into the dark, cold dusk. And that's when we were both amazed, as I came out! "Oh my gosh!" Madison said. "No way!" I cried. We saw Mojo on my green leash that I use for roaming around the backyard whenever my owners stick me out. And then, I saw my Dad, taking out the recycling and garbage bins. "I knew there was SOME logical explaination!" I said. And Madison, Mojo, and I just froze in silence and astonishment, and obviously, confusion!

"I'm pretty sure you're confused." Mojo said. "We are! In fact, we thought that you got kidnapped!" I explained. "No, no, no, you see, the person who came through the back door was Dad, coming home late from work. He came and thought I should go outside, so he put me on this leash, and I've been roaming ever since. In the mean time, he's doing some minor work to surprise Mom." Mojo explained. "Ohhh, so that explains the human-shadow and why you weren't screaming for help!" Madison realized. "Well, now that that's back in order, let's go inside, and all enjoy our peace until it lasts." I suggested. So we all went, together.

And never again would Mojo want to learn a lesson the hard way. That's what happened in this episode. And I assume that the moral he's been taught was this: always scream to alert the American longhair and Cockapoo that something is happening so they don't suspect that he's been stolen. Anyways, after that, we lived happily ever after- once I can find myself a bone to chew on again, anyways....

Brig Kitties

2009-08-31T18:25:00.000-07:00

On a perfect summer's day, when birds would chirp and fly in the

cloudless, sunny sky with the green grass growing, I chewed on a bone. Well, I didn't anymore. Fall is now coming, and a fall day, it's filled with clouds. The climate is more cold, and leaves provide humans more work. Well, about the extra work for raking, that's actually good, as long as humans are doing it. But then they wouldn't have enough time to cook steaks to feed to their dogs and they wouldn't have enough time to betraid their cats. But Madison and Mojo and Muffin are with me. So maybe not all of us dogs enjoy fall. But humans are. My brother loves fall because for him, the climate is just right. He has very high durability scores. But there's no time for that stuff. So on one of the ast days of summer, I was just chewing on my lucky bone. It was so fun. Just digging my tough teeth into the outer, yet inner layers of the tasty bone. I hope to rip through it some day.

So anyways, Madison and Mojo came by. "What're you doing Lucy?" Mojo asked. "Trying to get as far away from guys as possible." I said between knaws while knawing my bone. "Can we watch you?" Madison asked. "No." I said. Then, I had an idea. I thought: if those kittens are locked in something like a cage or a brig, then they would regret it and shut up, and stay away from me. It was my best idea yet! Or was it? So I got Madison and Mojo distracted.

"Hey guys, look over there. It's a rare and sacred cat of some sort!" I said. "Cool!" Madison and Mojo marveled. Then, I put them in a small bag. I closed the bag shut tightly and tied with rope. Then I released the cats, but they were released in a brig, where they were locked in. I destroyed the key so they couldn't exit. And with that, I went back to my business. Bag in the brig, Madison and Mojo were struggling to survive.

"Lucy, this is a big mistake! You'd better let us out this very instant!" Mojo yelled. Nothing. "Well, let's just sit here." Mojo said. 10 seconds later, things were boring. "Okay, we have to squeeze out somehow." Madison said. She remembered that cats don't have really good collar bones, and that they squeeze through compact spaces. "Let me try squeezing these bars." Madison told Mojo. "Okay" Mojo aggreed. Madison inserted through the one of the spaces between some the bars of the brig. "I think it's working. Wait- it's working-IT'S WORKING, IT'S FAILING!" Madison cried. Her body got stuck in the brig. Some of her body and her head were stuck out of the brig, but Madison's behind, tail, and hind legs were still in the brig. "I'm stuck!" Madison complained. "Hang in there!" Mojo yelled. "I wish I was free! I dream that this won't again!" Madison cried in a sort of pensive mood.

Mojo tried to push Madison out. "I hear a sound. Some squeaking noise." Mojo said. "Be optimistic about it, because that means I'm getting un-stuck." Madison said in high hopes. Mojo harder. And Harder. AND HARDER. Then Madison was sent falling out of the brig.

"Now, how do you get me out?" Mojo asked. "I don't know, but good luck trying to." Madison said. And she left. "Well, at least Lucy has the key." Mojo said. "I hope so." Mojo then added...

Louisiana Lucy- An Almost Competely True Story

2009-08-29T18:53:00.000-07:00

I'm a lousy cockapoo. But I may have to be a Cool one for a while. I guess it all started on a beautiful morning. I found out an amazing fact. I was going to Louisiana for vacation! It was going to be great. There was a Golden Retriever over there. His name was Rudy. My owners also told me that there were two cats: Patches and Cooper. I was looking forward to it. So later on, everyone in my family started packing. I decided that I needed to pack things, too. I could just stuff them in a small box and conceal it somewhere in the van. So I went to work.

I decided to get Madison and Mojo to help me pack. "Madison and Mojo, I need to help me pack for Louisiana. I turned to you guys because for one, Mojo is in very intelligent, and for two, Madison is-uhh-Cool. So help me now!" I demanded. The cats went to work. "Here's that toy you call 'Jack,' a loofa dog, and that chewy doggish-toy thingy that you love." Madison said. "And I gave you a photo album I found, one of those puffy balls that Madison and I always go bonkers for, and some lint I found in of our owner's old jeans pockets." Mojo said. "Thanks guys. Well, I guess it's bye." I said. I put all of my luggage in a small, cardboard, state-of-the-art box. I hugged the kittens bye. Then, I hid the box in the van.

It moved out the driveway, and we drove on the highway. I poked my head out of the window. The wind blew threw my ears. It gave me a feeling that Mojo would hate forever if he could. But I encourage him to like it a little bit. So anyways, we picked my Mom's Mom, and went on the highway for real. We drove all day. It was kind of boring. I went to sleep on a pillow Mom kept in the front of the van. It was comfy. It was covered in flowers. The background was a creamy, light, rich blue. It was a comfortable as it looked.

I was on hinker hooks to get to a Hotel. We finally went to a hotel. "Ahhhhhh, perfect!" I said when I set foot on the parking lot ground. I really was happy. I just went on the bed. The hotel was pet-friendly. That was a relief. Now, to save time, I'm not gonna tell you the details at the hotel. All I'll say is I did my daily morning walk, and I got a bath.

So I finally got to Louisiana the next day. It was very hot, just like most other southern states. I finally got inside. "Air conditioning-a bit more decent." I replied to myself. Then, I went to explore. Only his scent showed that Rudy lived here. But I couldn't find her. I was introduced to Rudy's family. They were real nice. I don't want to talk too much about them, for I didn't get permission to mention their names on a website.

I went into the family room. There were either couches placed against each other. High on the wall was a flat-screen TV. It had golf on for a huge portion of the vacation. I wasn't focused on furniture at that time. I was, however, focused on a seemingly tricolor cat. She looked pretty old. She bumped into a wall. "Are you okay? And who are you Patches or Cooper?" I asked. "I'm fine. It always happens. I'm Patches, and you must be some stranger animal." the cat said. "I think you're mistaken. I'm Lucy. And why did you bump into a wall?" I asked. "I am pretty old. And it was an accident. I'm blind. That is why I may be seemingly clumsy. But I think many younger pets don't care. I know this place a little more now that I've lived here for a pretty long time. So, Lucy, you may wonder where Cooper is. You'll see him later. Now if you'll excuse me, I must go. It's cat stuff." Patches explained. And she left the room.

I went to the kitchen. There was good stuff that looked like that was in stake. I wish we had "steak" for dinner. But we had turkey. At least it was meat. My owners chopped some turkey up into tiny pieces and served it to me. They combined the turkey with regular dry food. But they wet a little bit. If it's "overwett-ed" I don't care, but the food should be preferably wetted. I had fun for the rest of the day.

Then, it was time for me to go to sleep. I went in my kennel, and even though I was tempted to escape, and even though I knew how, I was too tired to escape. So I went to sleep. I dreamt that in my home state,everyone was so depressed and bored and clumsy. But when the Illinois people came to Louisiana, they transformed into a new mob of persons. They were- Terrific! Then, I woke up.

I went outside on the leash I used for walking. I needed my fresh air. My brother went on the computer for a long time. He and Dad were always wanting to be on it, but there was only room for one. I tried to work on this blog, but it was a doggie-no-no. I'm too messy, and they had a new desk, and that was where the computer was set, and the people who owned the new desk wanted it to be clean. I'm trying to work on my etiquette, so you get the idea. I went outside that afternoon.

There were two halves to the backyard. One half had the garage. I hadn't gone in there before. Not yet, anyways. It was a pretty compact space. I'm a land lover, so the only thing I may not completely have liked was the pool in the middle. The people loved it, obviously, but it was a big no-no for me. I may be part water retriever, but I know that I'd rather be on a jog with Dad than a swim with Mom. So I never bothered to go in there. The second half of the back yard was large. It had an old storage shed. There was a lot of grass, and space, with only a few large trees. It was perfect for running. I went to explore the second half of the yard. I saw an old Golden dog. He was medium-largish in size. The dog approached me. I thought: This must be Rudy. If it's a Golden than it had to be him! We sniffed each other. "Eh, the youngsters." Rudy mumbled. And he retreated instantly. "I thought he'd like me for certain!" I said to myself. I slowly walked inside. The day slowly went by. I spent all day lying on the couch.

Then the next day. The day after that was my brother's birthday on August 19th. There was cake, and presents and stuff. I wish that I could have chocolate, because the cake was chocolate, and chocolate is very deadly to dogs. My brother got something that seemed pretty useless to a dog. I think they call them Leegoes or Legos or something. My brother also got some game called Trouble. It seemed boring at first, considering it wasn't a toy for dogs. But then, it was kind of intriguing to watch him play it. Then, it was night again. The vacation I was having didn't seem fun to you at first when you were reading the previous paragraphs. But then things got interesting.

A cat with some blackish spots and a very pale, dark greeny sort of color with white patches came out one afternoon. I figured that if he wasn't bumping into walls, he wasn't Patches. So I pretty much knew it was Cooper. "Hello, uh- feline. I think you're Cooper. Patches told me about you." I said. "Yes, I am Cooper. I am very timid. This explains why you may not have seen me earlier when you got here on Day 1. Patches is sort of my only 'cat-friend.' She's the only cat around here to keep me company. We've been devoted toward each other for years. I've heard about you for quite a while before you got here, Lucy. I ave always wondered what you looked like. Believe me, I am kind of confident to see you." Cooper chattered. "Well, I've seen assorted pictures of you and Patches. Now that I've seen you, I can always use those pictures as memories." I told Cooper. "Well, Lucy, you are an odd one but I want to say, you interest me." Cooper said. And he left to hide, as he said he had a lack of an outgoing temperament.

So I left to my ways. I noticed the bugs in Louisiana were larger than the ones in Illinois. The nature in Louisiana was very different from the nature in Illinois. There were larger trees. There were also pine-tree like plants over there. But in Illinois, I could find maples and stuff, but not much. And the animals were completely opposite. I noticed dead armadillos on the highway on our way to Louisiana. I've never seen an armadillo, so it was pretty intriguing. I marveled at the backyard by looking out the large glass sliding window. Rudy has stayed outside for a while. 4 days, 3 nights! It must've been hard for him. So that night, his owners let him inside. I felt jealous from all of my attention going to Rudy, but I felt bad for him. I tried to bond with him again. I walked up to Rudy. "So Rudy, how's life up here? Is it fun? Do you ever have any interesting moments here?" I asked. "Life down here is fine, it's sort of fun and sometimes to answer the last question. Now please leave." Rudy said. I went away to the other room. I felt that maybe Rudy and I weren't meant to be together.

I let the next night pass by. Friday was the last day of my vacation. The morning went all right. Rudy was lying down on the carpet. He was in a placid mood. Bacon was served for the humans. I had dog food with ground up turkey again. It was pretty thrilling. In the afternoon, my owners got some very old boxes from the shed. There was a lot of nick-knacks. Mainly models or dishes, but they from when Mom was my age. Then, the day passed by again. Then, it got very dark out. Everyone started changing into their swimming suits. I realized they were going swimming. And I was going to have to go with. I didn't want to swim.

I realized that loving the family I love right now was a bad choice to make. I burnt the bridges behind me when I made that choice, and unless I loved swimming, that choice was a huge regret. There was some light that lit up the pool that changes different colors. But I was colorblind, so it wasn't anything I could really enjoy. It seemed a little cool though. My owners started to kick me in the pool. Closer and closer I went. The dusk darkness wasn't making me enjoyed.

3: Oh no, I was about to enter the pool.

2- Oh crap, I'm on the edge!

1-Helllllllp!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I was down into the pool. I was swimming though. I was swimming! But I decided- You know- GET ME OUT OF HERE! "Help, I don't want to swim!" I yelled. My owners let me out. They went back to their fun, and went back to mine. I dried myself with a towel. My fun was lying on the couch while my owners' fun was swimming in a pool all night. I wrapped it up, and closed my eyes. It was going to be a long night. I slept through the entire night, however, and woke up on a Saturday morning. I was leaving that day.

My owner's re-loaded the van for the trip. I stayed in the van. Before I did that, I said quick good-bye to Ruby. "Rudy, we didn't know each other well, but I'll miss you so much!" I said as I hugged him. Rudy didn't reply back, but I wasn't bothered by that. We finally left near 8:30 or something. I poked my head out of the window. "I am a Louisiana Dog! Good-bye, Louisiana!!!!!" I screamed with decent pride. And we left. There was no rain. It was VERY cloudy. The skies were loaded with clouds. Left, right, up, down, even south west. But I was finally going home!

The hotel we went to was pretty cool. My owners left me in the van while they had dinner. I sat there. I looked at a picture of Rudy. "Oh Rudy, you were the best retriever I've ever met!" I said. I felt as if Rudy looked back at me in a happy way as if he was saying: "Lucy, you're a very sweet dog." I smiled. My owners unpacked for the hotel. I'm not going to talk about the hotel just to save time.

So anyways, when I got back home, I was stunned. "Madison, Mojo, I missed you!" I said when I saw them. "Lucy, we missed you, too!" Madison and Mojo said! We hugged each other. "Hey guys, let's go steal some human food- Louisiana style!" I said. "Alright!" Mojo cheered. And we all went. All I had to say then was it was great to get back home!

Madison, Mojo, and Patrick

2009-07-02T08:28:00.000-07:00

(PATRICK-------->)

Well, man, I now know my life has been crazy. I've walked around the block during the cold, helped a cat with opera, gone in Michigan, and even Indiana, and now, had the kittens done the craziest thing ever known in the history of the cat!

It all started on a perfect Wednesday. The kittens were just hangin' around, while I was just chewing on the sofa. I drank once or twice from the toilet. Then, our owners came back from a certain errand. They said that they were going to the pet store or something. How was I supposed to know about what they were doing? They came back with a small, hollow box with breathing holes on each side. The small size-the breathing holes-the creature-like scent-there was something inside. And then, someone pulled out- an old cage? What was filling it with bedding all about. And when they opened the box, a small hamster emerged.

Madison and Mojo said that he was black and white, and that was nice because I lack color in my eyesight. It was a hamster, like said, and his name was none other than- "Patrick." "Hey-let's go look at the hamster!" Madison advised. "Okay!" Mojo said. And they ran off. Then, I remembered what Madison and Mojo did to the fish. I knew I had to stop them- so I ran off. I jumped on to my brother's bed, witch was the location of the hamster cage. "You kittens can't handle caring for such a fragile creature." I said. "Hamsters bite all the time anyways." "But we're hungry!" Mojo said. "I know what you two are up to- and that's trouble, no good, and trouble." I said "Besides, you cannot eat him." I said. "PLEASE!?" Mojo asked. "NO!" I snapped. "Also you can't even get access to him-his cage is securely shut." I said. "We'll show you, right Madison?" Mojo protested. "YEAH!" Madison said. This was a war between pooch and feline.

That night, the kittens played a dirty trick on me and Patrick while I was sleeping. They opened Patrick's cage-and let him go. But then they got in a deep sleep, because this took place 5 hours after midnight. But that morning, a terrible thing happened. Patrick got his way into the empty water pipes. "Hey, where's Patrick?" I said. I noticed that there were little footprints in the dust that is near the only way into the water pipes. That's how I knew Patrick was in the pipes. "Who should get our lunch-I mean brunch- I mean 'hamster!'" Madison asked. "Well, maybe we should rule you out because you want to eat the thing!" Mojo said. "Maybe I should rule YOU out, too, because you also want to eat him!" I snapped to Mojo. I knew that I could maybe fit in those pipes. But if I was the only one who wanted a successful rescue, then I should risk getting stuck in some stupid pipes.

So I squeezed myself in there. Down, down, down I went in a steep pipe. I finally landed. Dust flew everywhere. I heard Madison and Mojo's voices, echoing. "Let's go in the other water pipe entrances and see if we can find Patrick before Lucy does!" Mojo said. After I heard Madison say "OK", they set off. Those stupid cats. I should have known. I started to try to hurry up. "Patrick!" I called. I saw dust prints. "DUST PRINTS!" I said. I started to follow them. But I heard a voice. "HEY, look, dust prints!" Now, I knew I had to do something. But then, I saw Patrick, under my feet, in a hollow pipe under me. There was a small crevasse where I could fit my paw to grab Patrick. Soon, I grabbed him. Then, he bit me. Patrick's hamster species possess a tendency to usually redundantly bite and be mouthy. And hamsters have sharp teeth. So even though it hurt, I held tight. I jumped up another pipe. It was like an elevator. I found a pipe that went across,(in a left direction, where the pipe is going this way: -------->.)

Now the kittens would never find me. "Hey, look, maybe Patrick's up there, in that pipe that smells a lot like Lucy." A voice said. "Ohhh, I should get moving!" I quietly said to myself. I carried Patrick in an almost completely light grip.He was squeaking, and moving and struggling in my mouth. "Okay, okay you stupid hamster, I'm going as fast as I can!" I ran out of the exit, bumped into the wall, and ran back upstairs.

After I ran back upstairs, I put Patrick back. I made sure that it was cat-proof by putting a ton of layers of blue duct tape, put ropes around the cage, and even put on 14 and a half locks on it! Then I put Dreadlocks on it.

Soon, Patrick was safe, there was no doubt about it. But the kittens were gonna come out. So I blocked their only exit by nailing some wood on top of their exits. Well, at least Patrick was safe. But then again, I hoped the kittens could find their way out...

The Flood Horror-Part 3: Fortunate Floods, (Based on a REAL experience)

2009-06-24T07:41:00.001-07:00

Previously on Flood Horror, experience II, the streets were flooded even more severely. And the kittens saw it for themselves. And then, I found out that later, this afternoon, heat was on its way. And even though I thought I was out of it, I was wrong. What was I gonna be in for? Is it still possible to get a walk? And will I be able to see Beaumont? Find out now on Flood Horror, part 3, Fortunate Floods, based on a REAL experience.

Well, It was finally back to normal. Birds chirping and all that stuff. But I was wrong. I did finally get to go on a walk, humidity levels high during the jog. My owner and I went on a long jog. Large puddles in the sidewalk didn't block me. I ran through them, as puddles, and waves of water and mud jumped into the air. And when I came back, it was bath time.

I got out of the bath 5 minutes later, and went on a car ride. Where? To the local river. It's always high during a situation like this, so we drove there, and it was pure ARC. ARC stands for American River Club. That river was massive in terms of height of water. We passed the pool. It was overflowing along with a nearby forest campsite, and front yard. We also got ice cream. It tasted like the texture of a Lhasa Apso, a dog part of the Shih-tzu mix. And then, the weather worsened. The wind got harsher. It was raining so hard, you couldn't see through the window due to the rain blockage. Once we got home, one of my sister, Sarah's friends came over.

And then, it happened: THE POWER WENT OUT. And man, that was the worst night I've ever been through. I watched to see the havoc. The streets weren't flooding. Earlier it went rain, heat, rain. Now it's raining. Mom got flashlights, set them all over the place, and lit candles in some places. The worst was now over, but then, I heard a large crackle sound. Then, a huge chunk of tree fell onto the neighbor's blue, shiny truck. Many people rushed to get the branches off. Somebody used an ax, and somebody else used a chainsaw, or whatever they had. But luckily, the truck still properly worked. But the tree people moved the branch onto our sidewalk. It didn't matter anyways.

So my sister's friend's older sister came over to find Sarah's friend, or in this case, her younger sister. They played this game where you answer all these gross questions like, "Would you rather eat food that a stranger just chewed on, or clean between the toes of a stranger with your tongue." So, let's not get there. Eventually, night REALLY came. All of Sarah's friends had left.

No air conditioning, it was HHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTTTT! The power went out, so until later, the air conditioning was permanently on what it was on when we still had the power: 76 degrees feherenheit. So it was very hot, Mom was sweldering, Sarah was sweating, my brother and Dad were scorching! Later on, at 1:00 in the morning, the TV came on.

"Hi, Chunk E. Genie- Uss here, we have expectancy of power for everyone in our state!" said the TV. "WHOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I yelled. Chunky Genius ment that the TV was on, and that the power was on! I was free at last!

So next time, if you have any Flood Horror happen to you, keep in mind that I probably had worse, so anyways, this is Lucy, and the Horror of the flood saying-

THE END...

...FOR NOW

The Flood Horror-Part 2: "Em"-Barking to the Flood, (Based on a true experience)

2009-06-23T17:42:00.000-07:00

Previously, on the Flood horror, experience 2, night was complicated to sleep in. Storms raged, and I saw that the street was flooded, and the city was worst. And Chunky Genius made thing worse, too, and I started to lack a massive appetite. And now we continue.

I was crestfallen to find out about our street, because I was planning to go on a walk. And you know how much I love those things. So, I went upstairs, and this was where Madison and Mojo were. "Hey, guys, look up through the window." I suggested. So, they did. Outside of blizzards, ice storms, and cold temperatures, winter is my favorite season. I saw that the street had worsened as the water started to crawl towad the driveway. The basement had never flooded- YET!

Later on today, I was still flabbergasted that not only I couldn't walk, because there was supposed to be no rain, but I couldn't play with Beaumont. I wondered how Willie the toucan, Destany the chicken, Fuzzles the lemur, Mister the Giraffe and all of them were doing. But forget that, later on, it started to warm up and this time, I thought I was finaly done. But I was wrong.

(READ PART 3 OF THE OUTRAGEOUS ADVENTURE!)

The Flood Horror- The Rainy Season (Based on a real experience)

2009-06-23T16:55:00.000-07:00

Well, I've come really far after coming here as a crude puppy. But that means consequences. A perfect example is a 3-part event that meant that I could die due to the lack of safe weather. It all started on a very hot day.

"I hope it will rain tomorrow, because I'm hot!" I said. Madison was panting. Mojo was- well, getting sunburns, because he's an American Shorthair, and he's was getting sunburned more easily. Well, that night, I made a big regret. It rained cats and dogs, or in this case, Coyotes, wolves, dingoes, tigers, cougars, lions, and German Shepherds. I was woken up to the sound of throbbing-loud thunder, and the sight of flashes of light, witch probably was lighting. I was scared. I frantically opened the curtains. The street was flooding. It was worst thsn last time! I was tired.

The next morning, the street was back to minor. But then, at around 11:00 AM, the thing looked like a river. Then, I saw the weather channel. "We have an expencency of tragic weather. In Chicago, we have major floodings, and we have reported basement floods." said the weather reporter, Chunk E. Genie-US, A.K.A, Chunky Genius. And I started to bark. I was due to have lunch, but I lost my appetite to fear.

(READ PART 2, THE FLOOD HORROR: PART 2)

The Animal Shelter Post- How to help animals in an easy way

2009-06-23T12:13:00.001-07:00

You know about animal shelters. And, I, Lucy, want to talk about animal shelters. Animals come to the shelter due to cruel things happening to them. Cats are over weight, or are strays, dogs are beaten, and almost close to death. And then, they have to be trapped. It's a major problem. Wouldn't you ever want to help them? Adopt today at your local shelter. You may find a friend for life. Weather kanine or feline, one is waiting. Waiting to have a new, forever home. You can help. One adoption could mean anything. So don't be a couch potato. Act out now. Remember, these animals had a life of cruelty, and if you adopt, it may create an amazing feauture, and bond. Don't just sit there, adopt now! ":-)"- That's what an animal will be saying once he or she has been adopted. So act now, and adopt your furry friend today!

Your Average Geckos, (An almost Completely true story)

2009-06-22T08:26:00.000-07:00

Phoenix and Sahara. They are so cool. And I guess that the okay names are, too. Geek and Santa, their old names are pretty cool names. It makes them average, outrageous, and cool. And one time, Sahara really did lay eggs. 2, actually. Phoenix has less spots than Sahara, and is bigger than her. That's a picture of Phoenix right there, in the left corner.

It started when Madison, Mojo and I were watching the geckos. "Ooooooooooooh, Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." I said, just draping myself by the bed nearest to the gecko habitat. I'm not completely colorblind. I can distinguish, gray, white, and black.

I was just relaxing, when all of a sudden, Phoenix bit Sahara, and wouldn't let go. "Crazy reptiles 911!" Mojo said. "How is that possible?" I said. "Oh, it just-is, I guess." Madison said.

Eventually, Sahara started to act weird. "Not normal!" Mojo said, looking at the geckos. Madison and I went to sleep, but Mojo stayed awake to watch the geckos. When Madison and I woke up, Mojo was all bouncy and excited. "IT HAPPENED, IT HAPPENED!!!!!!!!" Mojo yelled. Madison and I just looked at each other." Sahara layed two eggs!" Mojo said. "WOW, that's crazy!" I said. Madison fainted, so she had nothing to say. Sahara buried the eggs.

But still, we have come to wonder- what will happen between that 3 month long development of the eggs? We don't know, but we will tell you, but for now, we also don't know either.

Shaylee

2009-04-25T05:12:00.000-07:00

One day, I, Lucy Love, was hanging out, until I heard my owners voice; "Lucy, time to kennel up!" That means that my owners are going somewhere, and I can't go. I overheard em' say a few things:

1. They were going to a relatives' house.
2. They owned a dog. She was medium- sized, wheaten-colored, groomed dog named Shaylee. I wondered who Shaylee was. Was she a dog who was just like that mutt one of my sister's friends used to have, or was she like me? I didn't know. Anyways, I decided to solve my mystery. I got a machine of some sort.

I started text messaging with Shaylee. I typed in: "WHO R U" Meaning Who are you? My reply was: "Shale" meaning Shaylee. Didn't help. So I typed in: "Tel mi!" Means: Tell me! I get this as a reply: "i tld u" Meaning I told you! I decided to just type "Get n wth t" meaning Get on with it! Reply: Good bi. Means Good Bye! Then, Shaylee sent me a "):-(" That meant B-A-D period. So we stopped text messaging. Naturally, Shaylee thought I was a stalker. And that's okay. You can never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever trust strangers. So, I decided to find Shaylee myself.

I asked Mojo to see if he knew where Shaylee lived. He was so SMART that he out SMARTed Madion and I, who hoped that one day we could be as SMART as Mojo to outSMART the SMART Mojo. I got Mojo. "MOOOJOOOOO!" I called. Mojo came to my side. "What is it Lucy?" Mojo asked. "Do you know where Shaylee lives?" I asked. "Yes, I overheard our owners talk about where Shaylee lived. Here's a map I made all about it." Mojo said, and he gave me a paw-drawn map. All I had to do is go near Carter's house, make a few turns, and I'd be there. So I dashed outside and started to run down the path toward Shaylee's house. I ran for tons of minutes. Every 3 minutes, I felt as if I was gonna collapse. But I didn't. I ran for so long, I KNEW I was gonna collapse. But nothing could do. I kept running. Then, I was cold. It started to turn out freezing. I decided that I was near Shaylee's. I looked at the map. And I knew that on my left, was the house of Shaylee.

But first, I saw an empty pond. I knew that I could relax in there. But when I got in the water, it was so cold, I thought all of my bones would pop out. I got out. The combination of wet fur and wind blowing through it, created a very cold feeling. I went in the house. It was medium-sized. "Shaylee?" I suddenly said. A medium-sized dog came toward me. She looked suspicious. I gulped. And then, the dog said: "Who are you?" I was shaking, but managed to squeak out "Lucy." Then, silence. Shaylee finally managed to say: "So, yer' Lucy, eh? I've heard about you, and I wanna know, who are you?" I was a little off guard. "Well, do you, well, uh- Do you know who- who Carter is? Well, I'm his cousin." I said. "Carter, huh? I guess you're safe, here, I'll show you around. " Shaylee said, and she led me outside.

There, was a pond, but it wasn't empty. It was filled with massive, countless koi-like fish. Goldfish, to be exact. "Hey, Lucy, this is the koi-pond, even though these are goldfish." Shaylee said. "Cool!" I said. I decided to take a "dip" and I dove into the water. It was very warm. "Shaylee, you need to try this out!" I said. "Okay!" Shaylee said, and she jumped into the water. The fish didn't seem to mind.

After a little "chill" in the koi pond, Shaylee and I looked around for a little bit. And we chatted. "So, how are things lately?" I asked. "Well, nothing much, and it's been the good life lately. Wanna steal some food? Carter showed me how to steal food the best way ever!" Shaylee replied. Carter never taught me that before. And he never told me that he taught Shaylee how to steel food. Shaylee went under the table. She made the most convincing face I have EVER seen. And she got food. HAM! I did what Carter taught me, and IT got me food. HAM and spinach. Leave the spinach to the terriers. I fed the spinach to Shaylee.

We had a great time, but we had to go later on. At least, I did. "Bye, Shaylee." I said. "See y'all!" Shaylee said. And that's the story of how I met Shaylee. And I hope this dog's future, is great.

Trapped in the Wraths of the Evil Groomer

2009-04-07T05:24:00.000-07:00

Today was a big day for me. Madison and Mojo had just chased some rats outside. Now, the kittens were tired. They like to explore the mouse hole the rats used to live in. I wish I could fit in the mouse hole. Madison and Mojo said it was such an amazing place.

I decided to get a drink of water. So I did. And once I enjoy my drink, I'm alarmed. So I get a drink of water, and I hear this: "LUCY-POOCH, TIME TO GO TO THE GROOMER'S PLACE!!!!!" Oh-no! I remember my last visit to the groomer. I was put on a leash, and one end was strapped to my collar, and the other end was strapped to this pole-thingy. I have to stand still for about 45-65 minutes. When my fur-cut is done, I look like a guinea pig! Also, I have to say crammed in this cage until my owner comes to pick me up. I only see mutts and spaniels at my groomers. For a spaniel to be part of my mix, I don't mind, but I don't recall poodles ever being a kind of mutt. Anyway, being a cockapoo, I'm a lucky pooch. At least, I was, and now and I have to go to the groomer's.

So I get in the van to go on a car ride. I poke my small head out the window. The breeze blows through my shaggy, floppy, tear-shaped ears. They blow back. I stick my tongue out and wag my small, stubby tail. I feel good. But not when the car parked. I'm put on my leash, and though I slow down, making me have an awkward gait, I still don't like the groomer. I saw a cat on a leash. That cat was lucky she was a short hair. I decided that if I tugged my leash the opposite direction of the pet store, maybe I would go home! But when I tugged, I realized that not only was I doing that, I was killing myself. It's hard to breathe. The groomer has me survive, and this doesn't. So it's either back to the drawing board after this plan, or back to the groomer after last week. Well, I sadly had to go with the groomer idea.

So I went in. My Mom signs these sheets. Another mutt comes and later, another goes, and I spot a Cavalier King Charles walk towards the fish. Well, I was trapped. I decided to try to undo my leash. Nothing. Then, a groomer dropped her clipping scissors. I instantly grabbed them, and cut my leash in half. And I ditched that room. I ran to the middle of the pet store.

The birds were loud, the cats were meowing, the pooches were barking, and the fish were- uh- swimming. I saw the spaniel exit the pet store. I knew that I had to hide. So I did. I went behind the cockatoo cage.

Somebody walked by. I was caught! Then, I told a cockatoo I'd set him and all the birds free, if they could tell me a safe way out. The Cockatoo just squawked out: "OK" So I released the cockatoos and bishops, and lovebirds, bishops, and finches. I put the fish tanks on carts, and release the tarantulas, snakes, lizards, hermit crabs, tortoises, and meal worms by the ton. And I busted the cages that contained the felines, and the kennels that trap the canines. And we all set out. But the cockatoo told me how to get home. He just told me to go to the groomer's area.

I was reluctant, but did it anyways. So, I got stuck with the "Puppy cut", and in this case, it means I was shaved from paw to claw from head to tail, witch I seem to lack. So I hope Mom doesn't identify me as a bald pooch that was never even seen decency of fur and-well you get it.

But, Mom was expecting this, and I got a freebie car ride. But then, Madison came up to me and said: "Who are you! And what have you done to Lucy! I knew that it wasn't gonna be good, so I just sat on the couch, relaxed, and chewed on a bone.

Being bald-):-C, Happy ending- (:-D

The Madison and Mojo Show

2009-03-24T09:25:00.000-07:00

WATCH THE MADISON AND MOJO SHOW!
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!

2009-03-23T06:57:00.000-07:00

(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

2009-03-22T18:32:00.000-07:00

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

2009-03-21T05:30:00.000-07:00

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

2009-03-20T19:10:00.000-07:00

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!

2009-03-20T18:19:00.000-07:00

(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

2009-03-20T15:47:00.001-07:00

(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

2009-03-20T15:02:00.000-07:00

(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

2009-03-20T06:28:00.000-07:00

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

2009-03-19T06:32:00.000-07:00

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

2009-03-15T07:22:00.000-07:00

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

2009-03-13T13:49:00.001-07:00

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

2009-03-13T06:43:00.000-07:00

I love to bark loud!

I love to bark really proud!

I love to bark loud!

Friday, The 13th!

2009-03-13T05:59:00.000-07:00

(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

2009-03-12T16:52:00.000-07:00

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!

Phoenix and Sahara 3

2009-02-14T13:11:00.000-08:00

Today, I was bored, so I pretended to be a hero or something. I got Mojo and Madison to play with me, too. Madison become "Wonder Madison", Mojo became "Super Kitten", and I became "Pooch Lad", and then we started playing. Pooch Lad, was an evil dog and Super Kitten and Wonder Madison were the heroes. It started when Wonder Madison and Super Kitten find me and then we start talking. "Alright Pooch Lad, take this!" Super Kitten said. And Super Kitten tried to pounce on me, but missed. "Nothing can stop me!" Pooch Lad said. Wonder Madison then said, "Super Kitten may have lost, but take this!" Wonder Madison grabbed me, lifted me, and tossed me onto a pile of clothes. "NO! THE TOXIC CLOTHES! IT'S MY WEAKNESS!" Pooch Lad yelled. I fell into the washing machine, and Wonder Madison locked me into the washing machine. Anyway, I got out, and we continued where Pooch Lad captured Super Kitten. The game, then, ended up on top of Phoenix and Sahara's cage.

And that night, somebody made the mistake of coming out. Wonder Madison grabbed Sahara and forced her in our game. So Sahara became my sidekick, "The Puma Lizard." Poor Sahara. Then, she got onto this ruler that acted like a bridge that started at a dresser, and the bridge led to a desk. And when Sahara fell, offf the bridge.

Find out what happens in the upcoming adventure, "The Adventures of Super Kitten and Wonder Madison/ Phoenix and Sahara 4."

Mojo's Ice Cream Chaos

2009-02-14T12:33:00.000-08:00

HE'S SO UGLY, HUH?(RIGHT)

Another day again. Tonight, I felt sort of- hungry. I wanted something besides chicken and small amounts of meat. Like how about meat and gravy with 367 chicken nuggets burned to a crisp and maybe 34 burritos with honey inside it with cheese and lettuce and 2 tomato slices. I told Madison and Mojo just how hungry I was. Madison understood me, but didn't want to get , me any food. But Mojo risked it.
Just like the ginger bread thing and the corn dog thing, we split up. Only this time, Mojo had my job as getting the food. Madison and I had Madison and Mojo's jobs. It was up to us to let Mojo know if any humans were coming. We just didn't know what
kind of food we were aiming for. So I made Mojo be in charge of that. Madison and I stood in the dining room.
We heard footsteps. It was my brother. We ran to the kitchen. "Mojo, HURRY!!!!!" I warned. Mojo gave me the "I've got you, don't worry 'bout me!" sign. So I looked back, to find my brother in the kichen. He got a bag of potato chips, and left. When my brother left, Mojo came out of the hiding place he was hiding in, the garbage can. I saw Mojo chose ice cream. Mojo ran to the living room, and he tripped on a barbie that my sister just placed on the floor. The ice cream box opened, and ice cream landed on Mojo.
"Mojo, you're covered in ice cream, can I lick your body and help 'clean the ice cream off'?" Madison asked. I knew Madison just wanted the ice cream, but I managed to not speak at all. Mojo did get caught. But he didn't get in trouble.

And someday, I wonder if there will be a picture of Mojo covered in ice cream and Mojo isn't looking at the camera and the pictture would be in the middle of the internet. Like now!

The Black Kittens

2009-02-14T09:07:00.000-08:00

In a sigh of relief, I'm glad that Destiny was gone. It was a Saturday today. There was some snow, it's starting to get colder, and Weasel still hasn't been failing. The kittens have been in some weird moods. But for one reason, I'd say it's because of our cat, Muffin. She's more mature than those kittens. Muffin doesn't like me or the kittens too much, and Muffin's always is upstairs. But new things have taken over the house. Like my brother got this black carpet for his room, and that's sort of new. Madison and Mojo like the carpet. Too them, the carpet's comfortable, and is great to play on. Yet, I'm starting to think that the black rug's color was starting to take effect on the kittens. It started at around 11:30 today. I was watching Madison and Mojo. They were sort of walking around the carpet, as usual. The carpet color, black, was a favorite color of Mojo.

He was all about black, and he was starting to encourage Madison with the black carpet. "You like the carpet Madison? Then you should start liking black!" Mojo said. Minutes passed, and soon enough, Madison came in all of these black clothes. Because black is shirt of like a gangster color or whatever, Madison was starting to act like those serious people. They have these shades, always not in the mood for funny stuff, and you sort of get the idea. So Madison was wearing these black shades and this a black hat with some words that read "Gangster- cool". I wasn't sure what Madison was doing. Mojo came up with this this paper cigarette he made in his mouth and some weird kittens sized pants with holes in the. Mojo, also wore a pair of shades. His fur was in a funny position. It was all spiky and messy. "Madison, Mojo, how come all of a sudden I see you guys in this gangster mood?" I asked. "It's no big deal, if you wanna join, you can just get the details." Mojo said in a weird, manly and low voice. I wanted the details, but there was no way I was joining those cats' gang. Muffin came down. She looked at the kittens, and Madison and Mojo felt more encouraged. So they went even more black and "gangster- like". Muffin started to chime up. "Oh, kittens, you're looking more 'moron-like' than I've ever seen you look before." Muffin said. Madison and Mojo didn't seem to care, so they took off their gangster costume stuff and whatever, and went right to the carpet. I was pretty confused.

Madison and Mojo were on the carpet. They had this weird cat toy they were playing with. I went up to Madison and Mojo. "Why are you normal now?" I asked. "We're moron-like!" Madison said. "Didn't you hear her say it?" Mojo said. "Of course, but you aren't moron-like." I said. "We do when we look like gangsters!" Madison said. "Where did you hear that?" I asked. "We already told you she said it. Muffin did, but then you interrupted us and that's what led to-" Mojo started. "Oh whatever!" I said.

I was too confused, so I just went to chew on a bone. And at 2:00, I found Madison and Mojo wearing gangster costumes again. "Oh, man, these kittens are so confusing!" I stammered.

The Flood Horror (An almost comletely True Story)

2009-02-10T15:07:00.000-08:00

(ON THE RIGHT IS A PICTURE OF MY FLOODED BASEMENT!)

I remember when I was first born. Oh, how I loved those days. But now, life is a little more "manly" and stuff. Like "helping". Or the more tough stuff. I've done skydiving recently. But there are some scary things that you should be concerned about. Like one time, it was raining really hard. It was the worst storm to happen in my area so far! We had some threatening tornado watches. I was thinking F-5 tornadoes. But luckily no tornado happened. I know something similar that happened. I live in Illinois, so I hope this makes scents.

The hurricane Ich weather from like Louisiana and Alabama and Florida took effect on the weather In Illinois and Wisconsin and maybe Indiana. So it was CRAZY! It was raining. Power was going out at neighborhood houses. But luckily, we had power. It was pretty much a blessing. It was raining horribly hard. The street was like a shallow body of water. Small ripples and waves of water would come toward the sidewalk or the driveway. It didn't matter because the sidewalk was flooded too. And our backyard- not as much, luckily. Our next door neighbors' yard was flooded to depths of water. Man, that water flooded the streets.

Then, when my Mom went down to the basement, she let out that sound that tells you that something wasn't so good. So I took a peek by the basement. And get this: The basement was FLOODED! My jaw dropped! "HOLY CRUD!" was all I could say. I went upstairs to the living room and looked out the window. I figured our basement would be flooded up to sixty-nine inches with all of that water. I barked in panic. I was so scared.

Later on, the water cleared. Our streets were fine. When all the rain was over, I remember going on a car ride. Many trees were uprooted. I saw one tree that fell on a house! And later on, this became an adventure in life, that I will never forget.

The Chicken with Rabbies

2009-02-09T14:39:00.000-08:00

Today, I got to visit Willie, Mister, and Fuzzles. And today, Willie got me a THIRD gift. I found it in my bathtub. My owners were not home, so I was glad to find out my owners wouldn't be seeing this gift. It was a chicken. "A chicken? Why do I need a chicken?" I asked. Willie squawked out the answer to my question. "You accepted a toucan, a giraffe and a lemur. I thought you could accept an animal that didn't live in the jungle for a change." I decided I ain't needin' this chicken. But Willie said, "If you don't accept the chicken, I'll kill it." That toucan was cruel. I didn't want any deaths happening later. So I took the chicken and hid it in a bin. I named the chicken "Destiny" because this looked like a persistant chicken. Madison came into my brother's room, whitch is where I hid the chicken. "What's that in your bin?" Madison asked. "Uh- nothing, see ya'-" I started. "You have something back there. Either that or your butt said 'cluck'. " Madison said. Madison stared into the bin. "A chicken? Why did Willie give you a chicken?" Madison asked. "I had to take it, unless I wanted it killed!" I said. Then, the chicken did a funny preformance. Then, I knew for the first time ever that Destiny, was rabbid!

"RUN, IT'S RABID!" I cried. Madison and I made a run for it. Willie must've known that Destiny was rabid, too. So he flew away. Mister followed. And Fuzzles climbed a tree out of Destiny's reach. Madison and I were left with no other place to hide. So, we made a run for it. We ran all the way downtown. "Madison-" I started saying, panting. "What?" Madison said. "I shouln't have taken Destiny!" I said. The angry chicken ran toward a nearby chicken pen. It was unguarded. The chicken started clucking things out to all those chickens. Then, the results, were a whole army of angry chickens.

"I'm too tired!" I said. So I dropped. Madison dropped onto the ground too. The chickens came to me. And Destiny started clucking at me. Before I knew it, these chickens grabbed me, and locked me up in the farm. But I made my escape by going out the other door of the farm, and it was open wide. But the chicken army guarded the other door too. So I no choice. So I went into a pile of hay. And when I was certain the coast was clear, I went out the farm. Those chickens weren't smart enough to lock the other door they were guarding earlier. And the coast was also clear. So I ran out the farm, and went to find Madison.

But I couldn't find Madison. No sign of her. I went home. The chickens were nowhere to be seen either. I found Madison by Phoenix and Sahara's cage, so she escaped. "Do you know where the chickens are?" I asked. "At that pen." Madison asked. A calm fell over me. The chickens weren't nearby, and nobody got bit by Destiny.

I know that this is weird, but I have learned a valuable lesson: Cats and dogs are a fine mix, but chickens are meant to be a mix of chickens, being barbecued, and stomachs. But now, I will hope that I'll never meet Destiny the rabid chicken ever again.

Hamster Stories From Hamsters In Lucy's Family

2009-02-09T04:58:00.000-08:00

Our family has had a huge history. We have cats, dogs, fish, kittens, frog, snail, and even hamsters. Right now, we don't have any hamsters, and we only have one picture of only ONE of the hamsters. But, anyways, I'll tell you all their stories. I wasn't around when the first hamster of our family came. My brother wrote a story about it, so I read it when I came in the family. The name of the first hamster that came to our family was named Peache. It's supposed to be pronounced the way you say "Peachy", but my brother likes how "Peache's" name is spelled, P-E-A-C-H-E. Now Peache came from this Pet Store called Pet Supplies Plus. And because my brother's favorite animal was a hamster, they got a hamster. It was a peach, Teddy Bear hamster. It was kept in a pretty looking box. Then, those days with Peache passed. And then, Peache, one night, died. My Brother even wrote a letter to Peache. I don't know where the letter is, so I don't know what it said. Peache hasn't been buried yet, but I know that it's in a bag, in the freezer in the basement.

When Peache was around, Sarah, my sister got a long- furred teddy bear hamster that was brown that we named, Penny. Penny was a curious hamster. The only picture of Penny that we have, is one with Penny's butt facing the camera. I was around when Penny was. I remember when Penny escaped her cage. Sarah was pretty concerned about Penny. And then we saw that Penny was behind Sarah's bedroom door.

Penny was still around when my brother got another hamster. It had a calico brown-and-white design. The hamster's name was Cody. He escaped through an air vent he could fit through. It took hours to find Cody. Then, he died. His funeral happened by the bushes in our yard. Cody was buried in the mud, and we marked where Cody was buried with a stone.

Now, the only hamster we had left was Penny. And she died later on. Nowadays, we don't have hamsters. But we still want another. I hope we'll get another hamster- someday.

Hamsters RULE!!!!!!

Ruby and Lucy

2009-02-08T12:46:00.000-08:00

I have a black cockapoo friend named Ruby. Ruby was one the first friends I've ever had. Ruby and I are always causing mischief on our adventures. I remember one time, Ruby and I dumped two gallons of gasoline onto a massive pile of wood. Then, Ruby lit a match, and then threw the match that was lit, onto the pile of wood. The wood burst into flames, and exploded in a few seconds. Nobody was hurt or killed, and nobody even found out who did it! Well, Ruby and I, today, were gonna do all the stuff that we wanted to do together that we haven't done yet. We wanted to do 3 things. First, we wanted to swim together at this really dirty lake. Second, we wanted to skydive together. And last, we wanted to find a secret place. So that afternoon, I went over to Ruby's. Ruby was chewing at a stick. "Are you ready for all the things we want to do?' Ruby asked me. I said yes.

Ruby and I ran to a very dirty lake that they call "The Mud Hole." Ruby and I have never been here before, so we were pretty excited. There was this diving board by "The Mud Hole", so I went on the board, jumped off of it, and landed face- first into the mud. Luckily, I had goggles, so I could look UNDER the muddy water. I could see some plants, a few fish, and rocks, and more mud. I emerged from the water. Ruby was in the air, doing a cannonball, and landed in the mud with a massive "SPLASH!!!" Ruby was like a muddy ghost. So was I. Then, a pile of leaves landed on Ruby and I, and we looked like bushes. Well, us two dogs didn't like THAT. So, we went in the river, and dried off. Well, at least got the mud and leaves off our bodies. Then, we went skydiving. Ruby has this airplane she had built all by herself. So she got it in the air. Ruby and I were both in the airplane, and the plane was way off the ground.

Ruby and I didn't have parachutes, so we jumped off the airplane, and landed at any place we landed at. Ruby and I landed at this mat That was laying on the ground. "Alright, we only have one more thing to do now!" Ruby said. It was near dark. We didn't have a secret place yet! "It's been a while, where's that place?' Ruby said. Then, Ruby walked through these tall grasses near a tree in her backyard.

Then, she said "Wow!" I knew what she found: a secret place, in the tree. A hole in the tree, was the secret place! "We did it!" Ruby said. Ruby and I were all happy and stuff.

After that adventure, I knew that having Ruby as a friend, was worthit.

The Spring Season is Beginning

2009-02-07T07:55:00.000-08:00

Today, I went to go outside. I sniffed the air. The temperatures were rising. It was getting warmer. Spring was coming. I knew it. I know that I LOVE winter, but after a while, it got a little "old". It kept on getting frigid. The icicles kept on getting longer. Snow covered the ground with a layer of cool snow and frost. And all these other things. The ice was always covering the roads, and car accidents kept on happening. I was just glad that winter is starting to end. It's sometime in the middle of February, and the snow is starting to melt. The grass is pretty dry. The wood that the snow covered that lay in our backyard could be seen again. I like this spring thing because I can start going on better walks again.

I love going on walks. I like running, but I like it after I come home from a walk. I usually go number "1" or "2". And when I do, when I come home, I get a dog treat. They're really good. Before my brother gives me a treat, I have to "sit", "speak", and stand on my hind legs to get the treat. Now, I get to go on more walks. I hate going on walks during winter, though. I freeze to death, and after 4 minutes into the walk, I'm always DYING to get back home. I remember a long time ago when it was near the end of fall, and I went on a walk, and when I got back from the walk, I regretted ever going on a walk when it's so cold. Beaumont started to hate me. Madison made me tell her about the walk and gosh, it's such a long story. But now that spring was beginning, I might as well be thankful.

Anyway, the story all starts with, well, me being outside. Then, I found Beaumont. "Oh, hi Beaumont, how are you doing?'' I asked. "Great! Season 2 of the dog show is starting, wanna come watch it with me?" Beaumont asked. "Oh yeah, is Weasel back yet?'' I asked. Weasel was the name of Beaumont and I's favorite dog on the dog show. He was the champion of season 1, and I was hoping he'd be champion of all four seasons this year. "Yes." Beaumont answered. Luckily, for Beaumont and I, our least favorite dog in the dog show, Chalk, was out for the whole year! In Beaumont's house, the TV was tuned onto the dog show. Weasel was the first to be up. He was looking great. My second least favorite dog in the dog show, Angela, was still in. Things kept on going. The first episode of season 2 ended shortly.

After I left Beaumont's, I went on a walk. That's when I bumped into Ruby, one of my friends. We all played fetch. And then Willie, the toucan, came by. "Spring, great, magnificent, cool, incredible, intriging, good, and warm!" Willie squawked. After Ruby, I went home.

I rolled in some newly grown flowers. I was lovin' those flowers. "Alright, spring is my season!" I yelled. I was ready for spring. And I was, so far, lovin' it!!

Super Bowl Day... (part 2) Celebrating Super Bowl 2009, Feb, 1 (Super Bowl 43!!!!!)

2009-02-07T06:11:00.000-08:00

I'm sorry that I'm writing too late,but I have been busy and whatever. Anyway, previously I found out who I was rooting for: THE CARDINALS OF ARIZONA. But Madison was more of a Steelers fan. And about when the Super Bowl began, guests came over. I just greet them and chew on a bone after that. The place is pretty noisy, about as loud as a broken foghorn. It's sort of like a mini party. I go over, kick Madison in the butt, tell her that The Steelers will lose, and out I went. "Mojo, Madison is SAD. I think she loves those Cardinals." I whispered to Mojo.

I went to see that the score was 7-0. It looked like the cardinals were gonna lose. Then, the commercials came up. They were pretty hilarious. Later on, the steelers kept winning. The score was 7-10. The cardinals weren't getting too far. "Cardinals, go on, get more assertive. NOW!" Mojo yelled. He had serious support for the Cardinals. He was suited with Cardinal gear all over. On Mojo's shoulders were shoulder pads with the Cardinals logo. Followed by a scarlet helmet, a huge glove that said "Number one team: Cardinals". Knee pads, arm pads, even some gear for the tail. Madison only held up a sign in her paws that read, "Steelers, why would you lose? Answer: Ye all wouldn't." Man, that was a freaky message. Then, into the game, The steelers were winning. "OH yes, you two had your laughs, well the STEELERS are going to WIN!!" Madison said in my face.

Near the end of the game the cardinals were winning. One of the players on the Cardinals had the ball, and tried to get a touchdown, but somebody on The Steelers got the ball, and made the winning touchdown, and the game ended.

"No!" I cried. The Steelers won. Madison cheered with joy, gushing with tears of happiness. I didn't care. And next year the team I'll be rooting for, hopefully will win. Even though there was no victory for the Cardinals, I have a pretty optimistic feeling, about next year's 2010 Super Bowl. . . . . .

Super Bowl Day... (Part 1)

2009-02-01T08:21:00.000-08:00

Today, was the day, it came- again. "Who are you rooting for?" Mojo asked. How was I supposed to know. Cardinals against Steelers. Today was the day of the Super Bowl. It wasn't gonna be on until a while, so Madison, Mojo and I were watching the news. "Today, we have had the m

The Cardinals!

oment we have been waiting for, not Flag day, nor, Super Bowl day, but Super Bowl Time!" The news Reporter said. "Super Bowl Day and Time, aren't they the same thing?" Mojo asked.

Madison was cheering for the Steelers, but Mojo was on the Cardinals' side. "The Steelers will WIN!" Madison cheered. "No, Cardinals!" Mojo said. "I'm not sure who will win." I said, patheticly.

"Lucy, shut it, we all know that the Cardinals are gonna win." Mojo said. "Just ignore that Feathered Moron, The Steelers are gonna cruch those Lame-o Cadinals." Madison said. Great! It was bad enough I lost my appetite this morning, now, I have to choose the side I want. Then I said: I'm rooting for the- the- the- the, OH I GIVE UP, I DON'T KNOW!" I said. "Find out whitch team will win @ the time they announce the winners." The news reporter said.

That day, the kittens tried to convince me what team to vote for.

"The Cardinals!" Mojo said.

"Steelers!" Madison snapped.

"Cardinals"

"Steelers"

"Cardinals, CARDINALS!"

"STEELERS!" Mojo convinced me the most.

"Cardinals," I said. Now, I knew who I was rooting for. . . .

Madison's Collar Catastrophe

2009-01-24T10:46:00.000-08:00

Madison, Mojo and I, on a bright sunny day, were inside, just playing and having fun. And then, we got tired. So we just went looking out the window. "I like how these collars shine in the sun that shines on our collars!" Mojo said. He looked triumphant. "By the way Madison, where is your collar anyways?" I asked Madison. Madison looked to see her collar was gone. "Dang it! I lost it again. Well, I always find them! Like the first time I lost my collar, I found it on the stove, and the other time, I found my collar under 20 tons of trash, and the other time I found it in that homemade pie of Mom's!" Madison replied. "Well, where's your collar now?" I asked. "That's what I wanna know!" Madison said. "Then, let's look for it, we've had practice from the whole 'Mittens gettin' lost' thing!" Mojo said. So, we mounted a search for a silly pink ring like object with a metal tag with seven letters and info engraved in it's metal. "Where are we looking?" asked Madison. "Well, where was the last time you saw your collar?" I asked. "It was on my neck!" Madison said. "Where were you and your collar when you lost it?" Mojo asked. "I was wherever I was when I lost the collar!" Madison said. "You can't make this easy can you?" I asked Madison. "I' m pretty sure." Madison said.

That night, I looked around. It was scary. "Come on, Collar." I said. Then, a bag of doritos fell on me. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I yelled. Then, it turned out it was only Mojo who dropped his meal on my head. "Sorry." He said.

The next day, I told Madison we'd have to get her a new collar. So Mojo and I gave her suggestions.

"Red collar." I said.

"Shock Collar!" Mojo said.

"Scarlet collar"

"Shirt collar."

"Golden collar" Madison was amused when she saw the collar of her dreams. She loved the pink collar. Then, I looked at it. "This is my original collar!" Madison said. "Oh, goodie, let's go do something else, Lucy." Mojo said.

I agreed, so I joined Mojo to play fetch, and Madison had her collar back.

Deathtrap of Learning

2009-01-21T17:08:00.000-08:00

Lucy Love is my name, being myself is too lame. That's what I always think when I think about the world. But, one crude building is enough. Well, today, I was hungry, and I found a sheet of paper. I ate that. But, that is only the start. It turns out the piece of paper was my brother's HOMEWORK. I know I am kind of a loser for doing this, but I just rewrote a replica of my brother's homework, and it was supposed to be a 5 page essay about pandas It took me 3 minutes and 35 seconds. Here's how it went
Page 1) The panda eats bamboo
Page 2) The panda is black
Page 3) The panda is white, too
Page 4) The panda lives in China ONLY
I was proud of the work. I hope my brother's teacher liked it too. My brother, luckily, didn't find out about the whole homework thing, and he turned in MY work. I decided to reward my brother by going to school with him the next day. "

Can we come with?" Madison and Mojo begged. "Yes, I told you that already." I'd say. I jumped into my brother's backpack, my body, trying to get comfortable with the backpack's pouch. Madison and Mojo came in the same pocket as me, and we were squished, along with a spelling book, a binder, and a lunchbox. "I need more room!" Madison complained. "My paw's touching Lucy's ear, Madison, move your fat body!" Mojo said. "Who're ya' calling FAT?" Madison asked. "Shhhhh, I hear my brother coming!'' I said. He zipped the pouch's zipper all the way, and that trapped the kittens and I in the backpack. The backpack was lifted. Madison turned upside down, and that set Mojo on my belly. "Mojo, move!" I whispered. "I can't, Fat's head is on my tail, and I don't want to hurt the head!" Mojo said. "Fat who- oh!" Madison cried. My brother went to the van, and the backpack moved crazily. I was sent up, and I landed on Mojo's body, and Madison was sideways. Mojo's head wasn't under my body, so Mojo was lucky. "Lucy, get off of me!" Mojo said. "I can't, Fat is on top of me!" I said. "Guys, call me Madison, okay?" Madison said. "Okay, Madisonokay!" I said. "Madison!" Madisonokay snapped. "Okay, Madison!" I said to Fat. When, my brother got out of the van, all of us were moving all over the place. "Whoaa! Madison- WHOA! Lucy! OW! AHH!" Is what Mojo would say. My brother stopped, and he placed the back pack on the ground, and the results were with Madison on the left side of the pouch, with me being upside- down, and Mojo leaning sideways against my right part of my body. "Maybe we should've stayed home!" Mojo said. "Lucy, anything you want to say?" Madison asked. "Don't look at me, you shouldn't have been so eager to come with me in the first place!" I said. "Mojo!" I yelled. "What?" he asked. "Go away!" I said. "Who are you saying to go away?" Mojo asked. And he punched me, and I punched him. Mojo kicked, but missed, and he made a hole in the backpack. I tried to kick Mojo back, but I missed, and made a hole in the backpack as well. "Hey, we can sort of use this as a system to walk- like walking HOME!"I said. Mojo and I couldn't see where we going, so we just walked randomly. Mojo and I made our way through these open doors, and I felt carpet. "We're home already?'' Mojo asked. "That's impossible!" I said. I took the backpack of Mojo and I, and Madison, Mojo, and I were out of the backpack.

"Home has gotten bigger and really has changed!" Mojo said. Okay, we're definitely not home, so where are we now?" I asked. I saw these signs that of course read "Quiet in halls" or "Be respectful", and other stuff like that. "I know what these signs mean!" I said. "Then, what does it mean? And where are we?" asked Madison. "My Brother's school!" I answered silently. I looked around and started to murmur in squeaks. ''We have to escape- without being caught- without being hurt- without-" Madison interrupted my fear. We need to get outta here!" I said. I, of course had never been in such a building, so I was scared. Maybe we'll find help in this room!" Mojo suggested, and he pointed to two doors.

I pushed them open to see a room with four basketball hoops on either wall. "Oh, I think we found the gym." I said. "Look, I see some black doors!" Mojo said. I pushed the doors open. It was an exit, but some people were standing in front of the door. "Run!" I cried. Madison, Mojo and I ran and went in some random hall. We hid in a random locker as well. Madison closed the locker door, and the Kittens and I went in the locker. I heard a bell ring. It must've been time for everyone to come in. "Open the locker the door and let us get out!" I told Madison. Madison heaved and pushed on the locker door. It took all her strength, but Madison got the door open. Us three ran into a room. It was small room. "Ewwwwww, we're in the girls' room!" Mojo said. "No, we're in the boys' bathroom!" I corrected. "How can you tell? One has a stick person with a dress and the other room has a regular stick person representing it." I said. I heard steps! "Quiet, I hear someone!" I warned. The kittens and I hid in a garbage can. I peeked out of the can. "It's only a janitor!" I said. And we ran off. I went in this room, and the kittens tagged along. There was a sink, a chalkboard, and on it was a word in bold chalk letters that read "ART". "Cool! Is this paint?" Madison asked as she covered her body with orange paint. "Madison, stop that!" I yelled. But Mojo tagged along with the paint. He covered himself in black. I decided I had to do the same too, so I went and covered myself in a magnificent shade of scarlet. Madison, Mojo and I were serious with paint and took it too far. I only wish I knew that art classes began the time we decided to go, because, Madison, Mojo and I ran into some 1st graders ready for art class, but luckily, all 3 of us animals ran into the music room before we got caught. "Cool, auto harps!" Mojo said as he stroked a paw across an auto harp. "Don't touch that!" I yelled. I grabbed Mojo just in time. Then, I heard some footsteps from the outer part of the room. ''person alert!" Mojo yelled. We all hid in a drawer. Then, minutes later, we made a run for it and through the halls - and into the office. There- was a phone. "A phone, maybe we can call the cops!" Madison said. "Uhh- NO!" I said. Madison, Mojo and I found some doors "The exit!" Mojo said. He pushed the door, it opened, and, of course, we ran.

"How do we get home?" I asked. "By car!" Madison suggested, pointing at an SUV. "You think?" Mojo asked. "Oh yeah!" Madison cried. We all got in the suv and Madison tried to drive it. She got it movin' in twenty seconds. The vehicle crashed in 20 MORE seconds as well. "That was stupid!" I said. "Now how are we gonna get home?" I asked. Then, I saw my Mom's van at a stoplight. I and the kittens went on top of the van as it drove off. "WHAHOOOO!" I yelled. "AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Madison and Mojo cried in fear.

The van twisted through roads, drove pass speed signs, and pulled into the driveway. "What an adventure!" Mojo said. "And it's still all the panda's fault!" I said. "Ohh, my paws!" Madison cried.

I thought that whatever thing, but today, I'll never forget the day of my visit to the "DEathTRaP of LearNINg'!"

Escape The Urban World

2009-01-19T11:45:00.000-08:00

Today, I was a little bored. Mom was out shopping for a while, and Madison and Mojo were sleeping, and the house was silent. I wish I could do something a little more "exciting." It wasn't long when Madison and Mojo woke up. "Hi, Madison, Mojo, I'm gonna go to Beaumont's." I said. I walked over to Beaumont's yard. Beaumont was outside. "Hi, Beaumont!" I said. "Oh, hi Lucy, what're you doing here?" asked Beaumont. "Oh, I'm just- um, you know, wanting to play." I said. "Okay, what do you want to do?" Beaumont asked. "Maybe we can call my cousin, Carter and see if he can come." I suggested. "Deal!" Beaumont said. I got a phone, and called Carter's "secret" phone number. And, Carter answered the phone. "Can you come over?" I asked Carter. "Okay, I'll be there." Carter said. I hung up. "Well, he's coming over." I told Beaumont. While Beaumont and I waited for Carter, we went in my house. Madison and Mojo were awake, like I mentioned. "Well, Lucy, do you see Carter yet?" Beaumont asked. I looked out the window to see a furry black and white dog, with a shaggy tail and a plump body. It was Carter. "Yep, I see Carter." I said. Carter came to the front door and I opened it. "Hi, Lucy, Hi, Beaumont, Hi Madison and Mojo." Carter said. "Um, yeah, whatever." I said. "Do you, Madison, Mojo and Beaumont want to go outside?" Carter asked. "Okay!" I said. Beaumont, Madison and Mojo agreed too.

So, all of us went outside, when we saw a truck. It drove off. Then, I had an idea. "The next time we see a truck, let's jump into it!" I told Beaumont, Carter, Mojo and Madison. They LOVED that idea. The next truck to come by, was a Doritos truck. And sure enough, five pets went in that truck. "Lucy, this is your BEST idea ever!" Carter said. Beaumont was in a box, full of Doritos. "You should try these things!" Beaumont said. Madison and Mojo both got one. They ate the chips. "Now that's the spot!" Madison said. Carter and I were the last two to have a chip. "Not so bad!" Carter said. Then, I felt it. The truck started moving. "We have to be a little quieter!" Beaumont suggested quietly. "This is fun, witch reminds me- where are we going?" Madison asked. "I'm not sure, but when we do stop, we should hide in a safe place." I said. So, Beaumont went in this HUGE box, filled with bags of chips. There was still plenty of room for Me, Carter, Madison and Mojo. So, Carter was the next one to go. Then, I went, and the kittens went in last. Mojo shut the box tight. "This is comfortable!" I said. I caught Beaumont eating some spicy Doritos. "Beaumont!" I said. Later, the truck came to stop. Mojo opened the box and we made a run for it.

Carter, Madison, Mojo, Beaumont and I hid in a bush. "Where are we?" asked Mojo. "In a city, I guess!" I said. "We have to get home before we get caught!" Carter said. Carter was right. I looked up. There, was a HUGE building. Tall, and big, I thought maybe, if I got a better view from the top of the building, I could figure out a way to get home. "Carter, Madison, Mojo, Beaumont!" I said, "We need to get to the top of that building!" "How?" Madison asked. ''We need to look out a window that's on the top floor of the building." I said. So, all five of us went IN the building. "There's an elevator!" Carter said. Madison, Mojo, Beaumont, Carter and I went in the elevator. There was a bunch of buttons, but the one that said "top floor" is the one I pushed. The elevator went up, and stopped. The doors to the elevator opened. Nobody was at the top floor. I looked out a window. Then, I spotted a train yard. "Bingo!" I said. "Guys, we need to get to that train yard!" I said. So, all 5 of us went out of the building. "We can't walk all that time, it's not fast enough!" Beaumont said. "He's right!" Carter said. Then, I saw a river, and a boat on it's edge. "AH-HA!" I said.

I led Carter, Madison, Beaumont and Mojo to the boat. "Cool, this kayak has a motor!" Mojo said. "Then use it!" I said. The boat dashed into the water. "WHA-HOO!" Beaumont yelled. I grabbed onto the edge of the boat, and put my body in the water. "This is fun!" I said. The boat went fast. Madison and Mojo had to hold on tight. "How long is this gonna take?" Madison asked, her claws, sinking into the boat. "I think about 15 minutes!" I said. 17 minutes later, Madison turned off the motor and the boat stopped within seconds. "There's the train yard!" I said. I hopped into one of the empty train cars of a freight train. "Come on in!" I said.

Beaumont, Carter, and the kittens came in the train car. The train started to move. "We're finally gonna get home!" I said. "This isn't as cool as the truck!" Beaumont sighed. The train started to go fast. "Are we home yet?" Mojo asked. "No!" I snapped. Then, I opened the door to the train car. We were at the train tracks that was near my home. All of us jumped out of the train car. We all made it. "Let's go!" Madison said.

Beaumont and Carter went to their homes, and Madison, Mojo and I went in our house. "Well, we escaped!" I said. "What a weird adventure!" Madison said. I rolled my eyes.

Well, I guess Madison is right, but I want to forget about this very day sometime. . .

Carter

2009-01-19T08:53:00.000-08:00

Today, I was on a car ride to my cousin Carter's house. Whenever I think about Carter, I feel intrigued. Carter teaches me unique things. These things can be helpful. And now, I wonder what Carter is possibly gonna teach me this time. So, it was a little near sunset. 7:36 was the time. And the van was moving along. I had my head poking out of the window, as usual. The van was at a red light. I listened to the music that was playing at a nearby car. There were people playing a football game. "Wow, these games get more peculiar each time!" I thought. The light turned green, and the van proceeded. The van went into a neighborhood, the one where Carter lived, and I, enjoyed the cool breeze. Me coupled with the joy of Carter and an entertained soul could prove eager feelings for me. Well, later, the van got to Carter's driveway. I went out of the van and Dad came with He knocked the door of Carter's and it opened. I saw Carter, and he saw me. I walked towards Carter. "What's it gonna be today?" I asked Carter. "For now, nothing interesting." Carter answered. "Well, I do want to show you one thing." Carter then told me. My eyes lit up.

Carter guided me to his kitchen. "You see the refrigerator?" Carter asked. "Yeah- so." I said. "It's unguarded." Carter said. "Oh, I've got you!" I said. Carter went and opened the refrigerator door. "Now, Lucy, I want you to replace the apple on that shelf, with a rotten apple core." Carter said. So, I went to the garbage can, grabbed a rotten apple core, replaced the apple with the apple CORE, and paused. "Now what?" I asked. "RUN!" Carter answered. Carter and I ran to the living room. My Sister got blamed for the apple thing. "Now, the humans think it's YOUR sister Lucy, and now more love will be given to the dogs." Carter said. "Now, we wait till the end of dinner." Carter said. So, while our families were eating, Carter and I went upstairs.

The cat of Carter's family, Nikki, was on a bed. "Why are we up here?" I asked. "Just somewhere to hang out." Carter answered. Nikki came walking toward Carter and I. "Oh, hi Lucy." Nikki said, feeling a little tired. "Forget that elegant seeming feline, I want to teach you something else!" Carter said. "What is it?" I asked. "Oh, we're gonna get to that!" Carter said. He opened a window. "Oh- no!" I said. "Yes." Carter said. "Don't you just feel like you have to go to the bathroom, but your owners won't let you out?" Carter asked. "Pretty much, yeah!" I said. "Well, here's another way to get outside!" Carter said. "How?" I asked. "Jump out the open window!" Carter answered, and he jumped out the window, and landed on the ground. I poked my head out the window, and looked down at Carter. "Doesn't that sort of hurt?" I asked. "No! It's fun!" Carter said. I decided to try it, even though I felt reluctant of it. I jumped down. "Whoa!" I'd yell. Carter watched. I landed on the ground. "Oh, that IS fun!" I said. "I think our owners are done eating!" Carter said. "How do we get in?" I asked. "Easy, I dug a hole that goes from this backyard, to my cage!" Carter said. So, Carter and I walked into the hole, and, sure enough, we ended up at Carter's cage.

Carter led me to the dining room. And, sure enough, Carter and I received some leftovers. "This is some good steak!" I told Carter. Carter and I got almost all the leftovers, then we retreated. "Lucy, you did well!" Carter told me. Then, when I had to go, I told Carter "bye" and "thanks", and I went in the van with the rest of my family, and the van drove off.

So, Carter pretty much taught me the following
-How to get less neglected
-How to get outside the fun way
-And how to enjoy leftovers

When I got home, I started snoozing. I enjoyed my time with Carter. And I wonder what Carter is possibly gonna teach me next time I visit. . .

Lucy (A true story, with false Stuff)

2009-01-18T18:27:00.001-08:00

I, Lucy Pooch, am a happy dog. But now, you're probably wondering how I first came to my home. Well, my story begins at a house, far, far away from the one I live at now. My Dog Dad, Jack, was with me. I was less than a year old at that time. In fact, this story starts off with me only 7 weeks, 6 days old. I was with Jack, My Dog Dad. "Well, Lucy, tomorrow, you're gonna get a new home!" Jack said. I'd always complain when he said THAT. I'd whine, "Dad, can't I stay here?" I had no choice. My new owners would come tomorrow and that's FINAL. "Lucy, I wish you could stay too, but, sometimes, in life, you don't have a choice." Jack told me. I sighed, and went on the couch. It was 10:00 at night, and I didn't want to go with my new owners the next day. I heard Jack call me with the at my favorite sleeping spot. "Lucy, I want you to go on and hit the sack!" Jack said. "Okay, Dad!" I said. Jack had me sleeping in no time.

That night, I had a dream. It was afternoon the next day. And then, I heard the doorbell ring. It was my new owners. They were human werewolves. They bit my older human owners, and Jack. All the werewolves wanted me. They cornered me. And then, Jack opened his mouth. "No, Dad! Don't! Please- NO!" Jack bit me. And sadly, I turned into a werewolf. Then, the animal control came. They had guns. And they were NOT tranquilizers. They shot Jack, and I was next. Then, just as the bullet hit me, I heard a voice. "Lucy, LUCY, get up!" It said. I opened my eyes to see that it was only Jack. "Time to get up!" Jack said. I got out of my sleeping spot. "Are you sure that there aren't any werewolves around?" I asked Jack. "I doubt it." Jack said.

Jack and I headed to our food and water bowls. I drank my water and ate breakfast easily. Then, I went to watch TV. I was watching the news. "Find sunny conditions today!" The Weather Reporter said. I went away. I occuipied myself for the past 3 hours. Then, I heard the doorbell ring. Someone answered the door. They were only girl scouts trying to sell cookies. Then, after the chic scouts, I occupied myself for another hour. Then, the doorbell rang. This time, it was MORE girl scouts. After THEM, I occupied myself for another hour. The doorbell rang. MORE girl scouts. I occupied myself for another hour. The Doorbell rang. MORE girl scouts. I occupied myself for another hour. This time, it was a family. I saw a girl, a boy, and two other people, my feauture human parents. I hugged Jack. Then, he and I went outside to see my new, "feauture owners."

First, I played fetch with a tennis ball. I can't remember if we did the frisbee or not. Anyway, Jack watched me. I started to like the new family. Then, it was inside. "Jack, I'll miss you!" I said. Then, My feauture owners played with me. They held me. They gave me belly- rubs. Jack didn't care if he didn't get too much attention. He knew today was MY day. Then, I had to go. "Bye, Dad!" I said. Jack hugged me. I felt a tear come from his eye. "Good-bye, Lucy, I love you!" Jack said. "I love you too Dad!" I said. Dad picked me up. It was time to go. Then, the van started to drive off. I poked my head out of the open van window. "Bye Dad!" I said. I saw Jack jumping. I knew he missed me. The drive home was a long, sad one. I was whimpering and crying. I missed Jack.

Then, we got home. I was shown to my new neighbors. Then, my new home. I got used to the new place. "This isn't so bad!" I said. This was before Madison and Mojo, so I had the house free. Then, that night, I got some sleep. I had a dream. About the great feauture I had in stake. Living in this house might not have to be so bad after all.

THE END

The Two Kittens Lose Their Mittens

2009-01-17T06:52:00.000-08:00

I admit it. Madison and Mojo have really done it- in the adventure world. Madison and Mojo lost something so valuable, they might get kicked out of the family. Now before we get to the end, let's start at the beginning. Here's how our story begins. It all started with Madison, Mojo and I just playing around. Then, My Dad gave Madison and Mojo something. "Here Madison and Mojo, some mittens for you to 'play with'." My Dad said. "Cool Mittens!" Madison said. "They don't fit on your paws!" I said to those feisty kittens. "But they do fit on our heads!" Madison said. And with that, she put a mitten on her head. Mojo did the same thing with the other mitten. "Morons." I thought. I went over to Dad. Dad picked me up.

"I hope Madison and Mojo are being careful with those million dollar mittens!" Dad said. "Million dollar?" I thought. Then, I realized if Madison and Mojo did something bad to those mittens- they could be kicked out of the house. I squirmed out of My Dad's lap. I went to warn Madison and Mojo. They were on one of the basement stairs, the neon blue- like mittens on their heads. "Madison and Mojo, be careful with those mittens, they're worth a million dollars!" I said. "Cool, let's trade these things in for a MILLION DOLLARS!" Madison said. "Oh no you don't!" I said, grabbing Madison and Mojo. "Look" I said, "unless you want to be kicked out of the family, you can sell those mittens." "Okay, We'll keep them!" Mojo said. I sighed in relief.

So, that night, Madison and Mojo and I got some sleep. I could only sleep for five minutes, because five minutes later, I was awakened by this sound: "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH". "I wonder what it is this time." I thought. I went to the living room. The sound was only Madison and Mojo. "What is it guys?" I asked. "Lucy, thank goodness you're here!" Madison said. "Yeah, we lost the mittens!" Mojo said. "YOU WHAT?!" I asked. "Exactly, we lost the mittens." The two kittens said. "We have to find those mittens before dawn!" I said. I started to shout out commands. "We have to split up!" I said, "Madison, go upstairs, Mojo, look in the basement, and I will check this floor." "You mean this-" Madison started. "GO! LOOK!" I demanded, interrupting Madison. Madison dashed up the stairs, and Mojo ran down to the basement. I went to look in my brother's room.

I looked in the closet. I saw dirty laundry, comuter game boxes, and my brother's private "journal", but no mittens. I checked under the bed. Nothing. Same as the bathroom. Well, I found a beverage in the toilet, but that was it. In Sarah's room, all I could find were barbies, or dolls, or stuffed bears and stuff like that. In the dining room, you could find a table, chairs, paper work, and a snapshot of My Mom and Dad at their wedding. I went to check the living room. Nothing. Next place to search, was the kitchen. I looked in the refrigerator and freezer. All I found in there was food, another word for snack. I went and got a chair, and then pushed it near the counter. I used the chair like a stool to get on the counter top. I found a few beggin' strips, and ate those. Then I rememnered what Carter would tell me: "Retracing your steps is useless. Just go look in the places your are 100% sure that the you're looking for is in there." So, I was 100% sure the mittens were in the toaster. Nothing but burned toast. I looked in the cabinets. Nothing but silverware, plates, cups, chips, cookbooks, or cooking aprons. I started to give up. There was only one room left for me to check: the closet. I looked. Nothing.

I went to see how Mojo was doing. He was done with his searching. "All I found was stuff, bags, lint, and 37 cents." Mojo said. "Let's go check on Madison!" I suggested. Mojo and I ran upstairs. Madison was in our parents' closet. "I found them!" Madison said. From a coat pocket, Madison got two mittens. "Alright Madison, let's get it on the dining room table!" I said. Madison placed the mittens on the table.

Then next day, at dawn, Dad was thrilled to see the mittens in good condition. "Well, Madison and Mojo, you're both safe" I said. "Well, I'm happy to still be here!" Mojo said.

I was just glad Madison and Mojo- were alright!

Muffin

2009-01-14T16:38:00.001-08:00

Madison and Mojo are two kittens. Their arch competitor? Muffin. She's a full- grown black domestic short hair cat. Muffin's swamp- green eyes give her good looks. Madison and Mojo are not friends with Muffin, but here is a complete story all about Muffin. Well, Muffin is a really timid cat, so she's always hiding upstairs, and that's where Madison and Mojo prefer playing.

Well, our story begins with Me, Madison and Mojo playing hide-and-go seek. I was the one counting. "28-29-30! Ready or not, here I come!" I said. I found Mojo in the closet, but Mojo said he SAW Madison upstairs. "Let's find that kitten." I said. Upstairs, it was quiet. Then, Mojo and I heard paw- steps. "Madison!" I thought. Then, a moment later, I found Madison in her litter box. "Would you be a little more QUIET?!!!" yelled a strictly loud voice. "Muffin." Madison would say, angrily. "Madison, Mojo, Lucy!" Muffin snarled, "What are you doing in my territory?" "Playing." I answered. "Two can play at that!" Muffin said, "I'll show you 'playing'!" And Muffin scratched my face. "OWWW!" I screamed. Madison and Mojo slapped Muffin. "Okay, you guys win, but next time, you might want to stay away from me." Muffin said. Madison, Mojo, and I went downstairs.

"That Muffin has to ruin everything!" Madison said. "If Muffin were to have learned something, it would have to be a lesson!" Mojo said. "Now who's with me!?" "I am." Madison said. "I might." I said. "I'll take that as a 'you DO want to join.'" Mojo said. "Fine." I said. Later on that day, Muffin came downstairs. "Muffin alert!" Mojo said. Madison, Mojo, and I went to hide somewhere in the basement. "Quick, in here!" Mojo said, pointing to the freezer in that's in the basement. 'The freezer?" I asked, "I'll never fit in THERE." Madison and Mojo were already in the freezer. "Okay, I'm coming." I said, reluctantly. I climbed to the shelf of the freezer with the meats. You may think it's cold, but because I have enough fur, I'm warm enough. Madison was fine too. But Mojo had to use an empty cereal box to keep warm. So, Mojo was IN the box. Then, I heard a large "REOWWWW!". "Muffin!" I whispered in fright. "I wonder what's inside the freezer for me to eat." Muffin told herself. She walked closer to the freezer. Madison hid in another empty cerial box, and Mojo got as deep in his box as possible. I hid behind a pile of frozen steaks. Then, the freezer door opened. I dumped all the steaks on Muffin. She was buried in meat. I got Madison and Mojo and fled upstairs. "I'll get you Lucy!" Muffin said. I headed toward Phoenix and Sahara's cage. Madison and Mojo came out of their boxes.

"Good one Lucy, but I don't think Muffin has completely learned her 'lesson'." Mojo said. "Yeah" Madison said. "Here's my plan..." Madison said. And she whispered all this stuff. "Perfect!" I said. That night, Muffin was up and about. Muffin was walking around on the stairs. "Perfect position!" I said. Madison, Mojo and I were at the top of the stairs. We had a bucket full of water. And then, we dumped on Muffin. "AHHH!" She yelled. More was still to come for Muffin. Madison and Mojo got their litter box. And they dumped everything that was in the litter box- on Muffin's body. "Hey-!" Muffin screamed. Muffin was covered in all this sand and stuff. I went and got her cat food. IT stuck to Muffin's body too. Followed by Mom's jewelery, some scum, and cherries. So Muffin was covered in sand- like- stuff, with a gooey green scum disaster and jewelery and cherries sticking to her body. "HELLP!" Muffin yelled. "Well, I think the cat's learned her lesson." Madison said. So, we went to sleep.

And Muffin's lesson was finished off, with a bath the next day. Nowadays, Muffin doesn't really talk to often. I'm pretty sure if she could talk, she'd be confessing, about being mean. But at least Muffin has learned her lesson. And hopefully for Muffin won't be her grouchy self ever- again.

My Sister's Birthday

2009-01-14T15:30:00.000-08:00

Image by aylaujp via FlickrOn Jan. 14, My Sister is always happy. January 14, is My Sister, Sarah's Birthday. Sarah, is a very good sister. One time, she gave me a stuffed toy with rope appendages. I really cherish that toy. Anyway, I'm glad for Sarah. Tonight, we had CAKE! Cake, the chocolate cake, with a vanilla cream and supreme sprinkles and.... THERE'S TOO MUCH! When we had cake, I was hanging around, under the table, waiting for that cake. "Here Lucy, some cake for YOU!" Sarah said, placing a big chunk of cake on the floor. I ate the thing in less than 3 bites. 'You want some more cake Lucy?" asked Mom. "OH, YEAH!" I said. The cake slice I ate was bigger and better than the first one. I ate this cake 2 bites. On my third piece of cake, I was STILL starving. I ate my third piece of cake- in 1 bite. 16 cakes later, I was full. "Anything else we can eat?" I asked. Turned out, we were out of food, so now, Mom went upstairs and wrapped Sarah's present. I tagged along. I couldn't tell what Mom was giving Sarah, but it looked freaky, that's all I could say.

I went downstairs to see what Sarah was doing. She was watching TV. I went to Sarah and licked her. "Lucy, thank you." Sarah'd say. "It's my job!" I said, "anyone with eyes, or noses, could see or bend that. Then, Mom came downstairs with Sarah's gift. "Am I opening my gift already?" Sarah asked. Sarah opened up her gift. "COAL?????? You got me COAL?" "Oops, that was for your Dad's science experiment." Mom said. "Here's your REAL gift." Mom gave Sarah her a box. Sarah opened the box. "Two Barbies? Thanks Mom! I love it!" Sarah said. Sarah hugged Me, Madison, Mojo, Mom, my brother David, and my Dad.

Sarah went and played with her barbies. "What a Birthday!' I thought.

The End(A story for my best and only sister, Sarah, whose birthday IS on January, 14th)

Roses

2009-01-10T17:52:00.000-08:00

Image by Getty Images via DaylifeIt was a day of relaxation for me one day, and I was relieved of that. Madison and Mojo were sleeping in their nursing bed, so that left me some peace and quiet silence. I knew that those snoozin' stinkers would wake up at any time, so I had to find a way to spend the time. Madison and Mojo asleep, with no noise!" I said. Then, I found a way to spend the time. Mom had just came back from the flower shop, and she got some roses with her. Mom put the roses on top of one of the tables in the dining room. I pushed a chair in front of the table, and jumped from the chair, to the table. Then I took a sniff at the roses. "That smells good!" I thought, the scent, stuck in my head. "Wait a minute- I know how I'm gonna spend my 'free- time'." I said.

I grabbed the roses and took them into my Brother's closet. I did it for no reason, but I glued googley eyes on the roses' vase. "I'll call him 'Roses!'" I said. I don't know why I did, but the whole purpose of Roses is for me to "play" with him. "What games do you want to play?" I first asked Roses. Of course, the piece of nature didn't answer me. So I forced it to play checkers. After making my first move, Roses didn't move a checker, of course. So, I moved for Roses. I was pathetically cheating because, I made Roses do moves that made him lose. After the "simple game", I watered Roses. Then, I heard the small, quiet steps of paws. My luck was out! Madison and Mojo were awake. "Good bye, Roses!" I said.

I went outside, and planted Roses. "I guess our times are over..." I said. I went inside. "WHERE ARE MY ROSES?" Mom yelled. My blues went away quickly. "Outside." I said.

THE END

Lucy's Vacation In Indiana,(An Almost Completely True Story)

2009-01-03T14:44:00.000-08:00

Well, here, I've made it this far. And when I found out I was going on vacation, I was so eager to find out where I was gonna go. Then, I found out it was a town in Indiana. My dad's parents and my brother and sister's cousins live there. I've been up in Indiana before, and it was fun. There wasn't any other animals to play with, but there was a lot of adventures going on. So anyway, I found out I was going to Indiana with my family, and I was excited. The first thing that happened was CAR RIDE! I Love car rides. So, soon, I was on the highway. I relaxed on my dad's lap. "This is the life!" I'd say. 124 miles later, we stopped at a rest area.

Everyone went to the bathroom. I was taken on a walk while my brother, my mom, and my sister were going to the bathroom. It was a little cold, but it was fine. Soon, we were on the road again. Then, after an hour or two, the van came to stop on my Dad's parents' driveway. I walked inside the house and "greeted and said 'hi'" to everyone. Then, I went on the ottoman and napped. My sister was playing video games with a portable video game contraption or something like that. Soon, it was time for everyone to have lunch, and I went under the dining room table to see if anyone would give me a piece of food. I got some lettuce and bacon, and that was all. Then, the cousins came over. "Cool, company!" I said. To my brother and sister, cousins are pretty much close family "companions" or something.

By the 2:00 PM, I was chasing the laser dot from the laser pointer. The TV was on Disney, and they had some marathon on a specific show or whatever. Soon, at
5 PM, it was time for all the guests to leave the place for the evening. At dinner, I got some slices of ham. I love it. "Ham! The piece of food that keeps your blood pumping and your energy high. I love meat!" I said.

Soon, it was time to hit the sack, and I was put in the kennel. I cuddled with my copper colored stuffed pooch, Jack. When the lights went out, I fell asleep that instant. The next day, I woke up to the sound of honking birds. And breakfast took off. I got some kibbles. After finishing my food, I cuddled with Mom. My sister pet me gently, gracefully, and relaxingly. "This is a wonderful vacation, Lucy!" My Sister said. "Oh, if you exclude the annoying pooch that lives down the street that always barks making loud noises and the tragic smell I scent in the morning, it's indeed a very good vacation!" I thought. Then, the cousins came over again. It was all 'bout fun I guess.

I chased the laser pointer all afternoon, and had fun. When it was time for me to go outside, I saw these odd looking birds. They looked like Canadian Geese, but I wasn't sure, so I barked at them. The barking must've made my owners a little annoyed, because when I went back inside, I was locked in the closet. Sometime near the end of the day, I was taken to this park. My Dad and them were jogging down this asphalt path. I possessed the energy I needed to proceed to the long path. After a couple laps, I went by the nearby river.

"Lucy, look at all the water!" My Dad said. I started to drink it. It was better than the water in the lake near where my brother used to have golf lessons. "Lucy, that water 's not all for you ya' know!" My brother said. Soon, I was taken home, and put in the kennel. Then, when everyone left, I unlocked myself from the kennel. I went to the top of the kitchen counter to see what type of food was there. There was some ham, so I devoured three pieces of those. In the fridge, FOOD HEAVEN! I ate as much as I could, and went on the couch with my belly high up, pointing to the ceiling. I took a nap. "Lucy, this vacation is the best ever!" I said to myself. When I woke up, I saw the sun shining, with everyone awake. It was the start of a new day.

"Lucy, breakfast time!" Mom said. I ate my food and chewed on my sister's shoes. After getting caught and scolded, I looked at the last of Indiana. It would be time to leave any time now, so I had to go quickly. "Lucy, time to go!" Mom said. "Darn it, goo bye Indiana!" I said.

When I got home, I greeted Madison and Mojo, and hugged them. "Welcome back, Lucy!" Mojo said. "A toucan named Willie wanted to chat with you." "WILLIE!" I said. "Well, tell him I said 'hi'!" "Whatever!" Mojo said.

Anyway, I liked the vacation, but like Bethany, it was good to be home.

Bath Dodging

2009-01-02T13:52:00.000-08:00

"Lucy, keep this up, and you might even become the new main pooch of the neighborhood!" Madison said. Madison and I were doing a fashion show with my sister's princess. I had a blue dress with choatic looking sunglasses. It was Madison's turn now, and she has a BEATIFUL outfit. Yellow lipstick with the flavor of lemon. Madison also wore an orange dress with a scarlet gown. "Madison, keep this up, and you could become the new main FELINE of the neighborhood!" I said. "Lucy and Madison, please stop using my dresses!" My sister said. And that's how the amazing domesticated animals AMAZING fashion show concluded. Then I heard a voice from the bathroom. "Lucy, time for a bath!" the voice said. I don't really like bathes too much. They are too chaotic for me. "Oh, darn!" I said. "Just once, just ONCE I would like to murder all bathes." Then, I came up with a plan. "Madison, go get Mojo, and bring him here to me, and QUIKLY!" I demanded. Madison dashed off, and returned five seconds later with Mojo at her side. "Guys, it's time for me to take a BATH!!!!!" I said, "A tragic, stupid, foolish, wimpy, dumb, distgusting bath! Can you help me get away from the bath? Please!" "How?" asked Mojo. "That's up to you and Madison!" I said. I went to take a glance at the bath water. It was about 3 inches high. "Hurry up kittens, please!" I whispered to myself.

I went to where Madison and Mojo usaully were, on the counter top. "We'll hide you somewhere! Follow us!" Madison whispered. I followed the kittens in the basement. "LUCY!" Dad called. "Hide!" Mojo said. I hid in the washing machine. I heard Dad coming downstairs. "Hurry kittens, think of something!" I thought. I saw them go and try to distract Dad. And, it worked. While Dad was petting Madison and Mojo, I ran up the basement stairs. I hid in this empty bin Mom has the dining room. And, it worked. Then, I heard a "LUCY, time for a B-A-T-H." "Help!" I thought. Mom must've heard me, because I got picked up by her.

It looked like I was stuck with the bath. Whenever I wanted to get away from bathes, life just forced me to receive an emphatic "NO!". I got showered with soap and water, and that crusty Mr. Rubber Ducky Lucky.

Well, I guess I'll always have to deal with bathes.

Phoenix and Sahara 2

2008-12-29T08:33:00.000-08:00

You probably thought I was done with Phoenix and Sahara. Well, they're back. Two geckos possessed by my brother, are in the all new PHOENIX AND SAHARA TWO. I one day was looking at the two cool geckos with Madison and Mojo. "Haven't you noticed something?" asked Mojo. "What?" I asked. "Phoenix and Sahara are sleeping together!" Mojo said. This is odd, because Phoenix is a boy and Sahara is a girl. Plus, Phoenix and Sahara have never slept together. This was a true mystery. "Come on, maybe we can solve this mystery!" Madison said. So, we looked at Phoenix and Sahara's biography. There was a picture of Phoenix's egg. On it was a green spot. Sahara's egg had a green spot on it as well. "Both of the gecko's eggs are congruent!" Madison said. "What does this mean? What does it mean?" Mojo asked in wonder.

Then, it was back to Phoenix and Sahara's cage. Carefully, I picked up Phoenix in one paw, and Sahara in the other. Then, I noticed something most peculiar. Phoenix squirmed out of my paw. "Not again!" I said. Then, Phoenix slowly climbed my body and to Sahara! Phoenix and Sahara! They must've liked each other. Madison and Mojo were watching Phoenix and Sahara too. "Whoaa!" Madison said, marveling. I carefully put Phoenix and Sahara in their cage. Madison, Mojo and I left the geckos alone. "Something weird is definitely going on!" Mojo said. "I can't seem to figure it out though." Madison said. I thought really hard. Maybe we should just go and check on Phoenix and Sahara." I said. That was a smart choice. I saw Phoenix basking- with Sahara. And, near Sahara's body- was an egg. It looked like Phoenix and Sahara's eggs. "Phoenix and Sahara- were giving birth?" I asked, out loud. "I guess so." Madison said. "I'm telling Beaumont!" I said.

I ran outside to tell Beaumont the news. "Beaumont!" I called. Then, I saw Beaumont come running to me. "Hi Lucy, how are Geek and Santa doing?" Beaumont asked. "It's PHOENIX and SAHARA!" I corrected, "and by the way, they're doing fine." "I got a new toy, want to help me chew it?" Beaumont asked. 'Well, sure, but I wanna tell you- Sahara layed an egg. "She- WHAT?" Beaumont asked. "Gave birth." Beaumont fainted. I went over to my next door neighor's next door neighors house. My friends, Nina, Sandy, and Betty lived there. I told them all aout Phoenix and Sahara. Of course, they fainted too. I went back to Phoenix and Sahara. The egg was gone.

"Where did the egg go?" I asked. "It- hatched." Mojo said. I saw a third gecko near Sahara. Then, Mom came in. "A third gecko!?" She asked. She got the ay gecko, and drove it away to the pet store. "Good bye gecko!'' I said. "Well, we didn't have enough room for the third lizard anyway." Madison said. "Well, at least we know that gecko is a new family gecko." I said. I'm pretty sure if that baby gecko was there, she would be a great addition to our family.

THE END (PHOENIX AND SAHARA DIDN'T REALLY GIVE BIRTH...:(")

Everyone Loves Madison

2008-12-29T06:51:00.000-08:00

Madison is a cute cat. She is so fun to have have in the family. She trained me, rescued me, helped me, talked with me, and gave good examples for life. Madison is truly witty. I don't know what would happen if Madison got separated from my family.

Anyway, this story begins with Madison and I just sort of, you know, talking, hanging around, you get it. "Fuzzles, Willie, Mister, that's just one animal illegal to have in the house way too many!" Madison said. "Give those animals a chance! They've only been around for a couple of weeks!" I said. Then, before Madison could say, "Oh those animals will get a chance- THE CHANCE TO BECOME DEAD STEAK!", the doorbell rang. My dad answered the door. There were two people with tuxedos and dark black ties. These guys were wearing brown, opaque sunglasses. These guys also had a cunning hairstyle and on their clothes had the word "BODYGUARD"! These guys must have been bodyguards with a tall man with short hair and a blue suit with a yellow tie. A guy just like this stood in front of his bodyguards.

"We're here to find a wanted cat you have!" said one of the bodyguards. "Yes, a Madison." said the other bodyguard. "This cat, Madison, is the president's cat, and it's in this house!" said The Man With a blue suit, short hair and a yellow tie. "Madison? What do you mean?" asked Dad. "Madison is famous. Anybody want a ride in the first class limo?!" asked the bodyguards. "SURE!" Dad said. Mom, dad, my sister, my brother, Madison and Mojo, Beaumont, and I all went on the limo. "Thanks for bringing me along!" Beaumont said.

One of the bodyguards gave us four animals some beacon and steak. "This is pet heaven!" I said. 12 steaks later and 24 beacons later, I was so happy. Beaumont, Madison and Mojo were full too. The limo stopped at a building and the guy with yellow bow tie, Sean, went in the building with Madison. He returned with a magazine. Madison was on it's cover. The magazine said "The CAT- alog! Madison Found!". Madison was famous. The reason was because this was George Washington's cat, and Madison was that cat. Madison had lived for quite a while, and she hasn't known. After the limo ride, Madison showed off her new outfit Sean got her.

The next day, Madison was on the newspaper! She had her own comic too. It was called "President Kitt- inn!" The comic had an inn with Madison as George Washington's assistant. Madison and Mr. Washington are basically employees at this inn in Pennsylvania Road. Madison was a big hit. Mojo and I were sick of it. Madison boasted Mojo and I had no attention.

"How can we prove Madison is NOT George Washington's kitten?" I asked Mojo. "George Washington's kitten has a birthmark, shaped of the USA!" Mojo said. "If Madison doesn't have that birthmark, she'll never be famous again!" Mojo said. Madison didn't have the birthmark. "I do too!" Madison said.
''Do not!" Mojo said.
"Do too"
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"QUIET! MADISON! MOJO!" I said. "Madison, Mojo is right, you may have only been famous for 2 days, but you must let it go!" "Fine!" Madison said. She confessed and that was the end of her being famous.

Oh yeah, President Kitt- inn is still around.

Short adventure, but a long experience.

Willie's Lemur

2008-12-27T09:10:00.000-08:00

Today, I was hanging around with Willie and Mister outside. "Lucy, I have a gift for you!" Willie squawked. "ANOTHER gift?" I thought. Mister was enough, what did was it now? Willie opened up a cage, and out of it came a lemur. "A lemur?" I asked. "Yeah!" Willie said. It turns out the lemur's name is Fuzzles. Fuzzles seemed like a cute name. Fuzzles was way better than Mr. Giraffe. I went to look at Fuzzles. "Hi Fuzzles!" I said. "Hi Lucy-Pooch!" Fuzzles said.

I let Mister, Fuzzles and Willie into the house. Fuzzles turned on the TV and he watched the news. "Our weather today is 100% thick fog!" The weather man said. "Fog, that can't be good!" I cried. I looked outside. I couldn't see a single thing but light. Probably car lights. Fuzzles must've never seen fog before, because the first thing he did, was go outside. In seconds, he disappeared. "This can't be good!" Mister said.

Madison came in the room. "Mister and that insane bird again!?" Madison asked. "Yes, plus a lemur loose in the foggy neighborhood!" I said. "Another?!!!!!" cried Madison. "Not again!'' "I'm going to go find Fuzzles!" I said. Madison must've been so angry, she came with me. Madison has never been outside before, so to her, it was gonna be a true adventure. It started off when Mister bumped into something.

Because I brought a flashlight, I could light the way. In the flashlight's light, I saw Mister had bumped into a tree. In that tree, I saw Fuzzles. "There's Fuzzles!" Willie said. He flew up into the tree where Fuzzles was, and Madison and I climbed up the tree. Mister could see everything in the tree just by standing. Well, I think you know what I mean. When I got up to Fuzzles, I tried to catch him. I failed. So did Madison. Fuzzles ran from out the tree and deeper into the fog. I shined the flashlight at Fuzzles. He headed into a neighbor's bush. Then he ran over some nearby railroad tracks. Willie, Mister, Madison and I followed.

Over the railroad tracks is a road that leads downtown. "Where could Fuzzles be now?" I asked. "Look! He's over there!" Madison said. Fuzzles headed down the road that lead to downtown. Then, Fuzzles was in downtown. Madison, Willie, Mister and I followed and went in down town too. Fuzzles went in all these crazy places. Then, he went inside the library. "Not the library! We'll never find Fuzzles now!" I said. "Maybe only one of us should go look for him in the library." Madison said. "I can't do it!" Mister said he was too big, and Willie wasn't elusive enough. So that meant I had to go into the library. So I did.

I spotted Fuzzles go into an elevator. I saw that elevator close, but the other one was avalible. I went into that elevator. I saw that Fuzzles headed to the 4th floor. So I selected the 4th floor, and the elevator proceeded. Shortly, the elevator doors opened. I saw Fuzzles behind a bookshelf. "Fuzzles. Come. Please! PLLLLLEEEEEASSSSSSSE!!!!!!!!!" I said. Fuzzles went down some stairs that led to the 3rd floor. "Come on Fuzzles!" I said. I couldn't find him. "I'm doomed!" I said. Then I thought that maybe Fuzzles was in a different part of the library. I went to see if Fuzzles was on the floor I started at. Sure enough, he was. "FUZZLES!" I said.

Fuzzles went out of library to where Madison, Mister and Willie were. Madison caught the lemur. "I have him!" Madison said. As soon as we got Fuzzles home, Willie, Fuzzles, Madison, Mister and I rested. "Well, it's time for Fuzzles, Mister and I to go!" Willie squawked. So, he, Mister, and Fuzzles went out into the fog. "Bye!" I said.

"That was insane, but a little fun!" Madison said. "Oh," I said,"it's always fun with a lemur being involved!" "Whatever!" Madison said. She just went for a nap.

I wonder when I'll see Fuzzles again. I hope it's sometime soon at least.

Madison and Mojo ( A true story with some false stuff)

2008-12-27T07:30:00.000-08:00

Kittens, so, precious,so, calm, so, you get the idea! Madison and Mojo are helpful kittens. They've been around the house for quite a while. But I remember when they have first came to my family. It was on a good day, and I was on the couch, and I heard my owners talking. I decided to go to my owners and see what they were talking about. "Lucy, guess what?' asked my Owners.

I shrugged. "Lucy, we're getting two kittens!" Mom said. I didn't seem to like THAT idea. But I knew I had to live with it. I pretended to act as happy and cheerful as possible. After a few smiles and tail wags, I went on the couch. My owners said we were getting the kittens on the last day of the month, and that was only a week away.

On Friday night I dreamed that the kittens were pooch eating cougars. Saturday, the kittens in my dreams turned into man eating chimpanzees. Sunday, the space where I always LOVE to sleep, was taken over by the kitten's new evil bed. And on Monday, I saw a snapshot of one of the kittens. It had short fur, and this was one of those cats with an M on it's head. They said the name was Madison. Then, I saw another photo. It was a picture of a gray, long furred kitten. The name of this cat was Mojo. On Wednesday, I heard that there was a mix up. The cat with the M on his head was actually Mojo, and the long, gray- furred kitten was Madison. And on Thursday, my sister was sick enough, she stayed from school.

My brother was at school. My Mom took me on a car ride to go get my brother from school. My brother always comes out of the office doors after school, so Mom parks the vehicle by the parking lot near the office doors. So once my brother got in the car, Mom headed back home. When I got home, guess what I got to see? My grandma, holding Madison. I wasn't expecting to have the kittens ONE DAY EARLY! "Hi weird dog!" Mojo said to me from under the couch. I thought, "I am not ugly!"

I growled at Madison. Madison meowed in fright. "LUCY, NO!" Mom said. She picked me up and put me down in my cage. When mom left, I retreated from the cage and went into the basement. 'Those kittens are nothing but fools!" I said to myself. "What do you mean?" asked a voice. I looked behind me. It was Madison. "Oops!" I said to myself.

That night, I was put in my doggie kennel, and guess what? The kittens get to stay out of a cage. This was before I learned how to get out of cages from inside of them. So Madison and Mojo were always up all night making some noise, while I was stuck in a cage, trying to get some sleep. That morning, I couldn't stay awake. It was a day- mare. The kittens only napped for 60 minutes a day, and it seemed I would NEVER get some sleep, unless the kittens were napping. I didn't like these kittens yet.

The next day, I was just plain ol' hungry! So I went into the trash can to see what treasures I could find. Nothing. Then, I accidently fell into the trash can! "HELLLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPP!" I cried. The trash can opened. It was Madison and Mojo. "Guys, rescue me!" I said. "I'll do anything!" "Hmmmm" Madison and Mojo said. "Give us a new cat toy, and we'll let you out!" Madison said. "Ok!'' I said. Madison and Mojo lifted me out of the trash can and I was free. "Thanks kittens!" I said. "Where's the cat toy!?!" asked Mojo. I pulled something from my back. It was a bone I don't play with anymore. So, the kittens played with the bone and I was stuck in the bathtub.

Anyway, that's the whole story of how I got used to Madison and Mojo, and how they first came to my family.

THE END

The Giraffe That The Pooch Snuck Into The House

2008-12-24T14:32:00.000-08:00

A while ago I said I missed Willie out loud. Well, he comes back every now and then. One day, I heard Willie tell me in his toucan voice of his that he had a gift for me. When Willie told me that the present was in the garage, I knew that this gift was not gonna be able to fit in the house. When I saw what was sitting in the garage I fainted. It was a giraffe!

Willie said that the giraffe's name was "Mr. Giraffe". I called "Mr. Giraffe", "Mister" so that way, it would be a less ridiculous name. Since my owners weren't home, I could sneak Mister in the house right now. Mister had to lower his neck so he could fit in the house. Mister's neck and body stretched all the way from the kitchen to an eighth of the living room. An 18 foot long giraffe in MY house. I knew it wasn't a dream, but it seemed like it.

Willie squawked a phrase to me. He said that Mister came from Africa in a boat. Before I cold tell Willie any other stuff, Madison came in the room. "What is that toucan doing in here again? And why do I see a giraffe in this house?" Madison asked. Willie squawked. He answered Madison's question. The answer was that domesticated animals should be able to "hang out" with wild ones, and that dogs and giraffes and toucans NEVER get to talk to each other. Madison rolled her eyes. "Can you imagine if a giraffe and a toucan were loose in your house?" Madison said. "Yeah, of course!" I said. I just couldn't believe that what I was happening in my head, is happening in reality!

Mister didn't make any noise, but I knew he was telling me something. I knew what Mister was saying right from the start. He said he wanted to "explore" the neighborhood. "Don't you dare do it!" Madison said. I ignored Madison and took Willie and Mister outside. I showed them around.

"This is the house of Beaumont!" I said. Beaumont was on his porch. "What are you doing with a toucan and a giraffe?" asked Beaumont. "Just allies!" I said. Willie, Mister and I are going 'round the neighborhood, and I was excited.

"Here is the place with all of the squirrels you can chase!" I said. The minute a squirrel came, I chased and barked at it. Willie and Mister looked at each other. I showed Willie and Mister my friend, Ruby's house. Ruby is a black cockapoo.

When she saw Mister and Willie she freaked out. In fact, 90% of the neighborhood freaked out at Willie and Mister. I took Willie and Mister to my house, hoping my owners weren't home. I was lucky, because they weren't.

Mister got a glimpse of Phoenix and Sahara. Mister said that geckos are crude. After I smacked Mister in the face, we continued. I got to show Mister and Willie the upstairs. Soon, I let Mister and Willie go.

That may have been a short adventure, but, you got to let the animals go. So, that's how I met Mister the giraffe.

Trouble With The Bizzare Toucan

2008-12-23T19:09:00.000-08:00

Toucans are neat, interesting animals. What's bad about toucans is that they have too big of beaks for life, and those awful black feathers. Black ain't my favorite color. I may have black on my fur, but when I was born, I was stuck with some black. I like toucans, but I'm just saying they're too much trouble. If you don't know what I mean, read this and see if you'll think twice about an average toucan.

The story begins when my family went to an indoor public birdhouse. It's as big as a normal building, and it's just like a zoo, only it's just birds. And they allowed dogs believe it or not. So I got to go to the public birdhouse. If you were REALLY lucky, you could go into an exhibit that a certain bird was in. My family was lucky enough to go inside an exhibit with 6 toucans. The names were Squawk, Longbeak, George, Willie, Tropical, and Lindsay. I went to look at Willie.

He didn't have too many feathers on his head. He didn't make too much noise. He seemed to like me. I liked him in return. I think Willie wanted to go home with me, but I told him he couldn't go and if the staff found out he was gone, he would be in severe trouble. But then I looked at Willie's eyes. A tear escaped my eye. I couldn't help it. I told Willie he could come with me to my house as long as nobody found out he was missing. Willie seemed to agree with me but I wasn't sure what he was saying.

So, when my family got home from the Birdhouse, I hid Willie in the closet. He hid behind a pile of stuff in the closet. Madison went in the closet and found Willie. "Madison, don't tell mom that that bird is in the house!" I begged. "What is this thing doing in the closet anyway?" said Madison. "He wanted to come home with me!" I said. "Lucy, you can't keep him forever!" said Madison. While Madison and I were complaining, Willie flew away loose in the house. It took me less than five seconds to see Willie was loose in the house. Madison noticed too. "Look what you've done now Lucy," Madison said," a toucan is loose in the house! We let geckos loose in the house, and Sahara almost died!" I thought about it. I decided Madison was right. I had to catch Willie before it was too late.

Willie didn't make too much noise since I told him not to earlier so this could be more complicated than I thought. "Get that toucan!" I said. Madison found a black feather trail. The trail led to my sister's doll house. Willie was on the doll house roof. I jumped for him and missed. Madison tried to catch him as well, but she failed. Willie must think Madison and I were playing a game of tag, but this was no game!

With a toucan loose in the house, anything could happen. I saw Willie fly to my brother's desk. "Get off!"I said. Madison and I dove for that bird, but Willie dodged our attacks. He then made a loud squawking noise. "I thought I just heard a toucan!" My Dad said. My dad grew up in the South American amazons, so I'm pretty sure he's familiar with any toucan noise. "Must be hearing things!" Dad said. "Close one!" Madison said. Willie flew into the kitchen. Madison and I followed him. Willie landed on the top of a cabinet in the kitchen.

"Madison, go!" I said. Madison climbed all the way to where Willie was perched. Madison grabbed that bird, but she wasn't strong enough, and Willie escaped Madison's wraths. Willie flew toward the back door and it opened. He flew outside. I managed to get a photo but that was it.

I cried. Willie was gone. He was like a friend. Madison noticed how sad I was and she told me it wasn't the end of the world. I hugged Madison. My tears sent Madison damply covered in water. Madison left to where I was crying and returned 20 minutes later with a box. "Here's a gift for you so you won't be all sad about Willie anymore!" Madison said.

I stopped crying and opened up that box. It was a statue. It looked a lot like Willie. "Thanks Madison, I still miss Willie, but this makes me know he's okay." I said. I hugged Madison. I did get teased when Mojo saw me, but thats what friends in the same family do when happy. Sometimes, I stare into the staue's eyes, and think that Willie is better off in the wild anyway.

Madison was right. You can't keep a toucan forever.

I'll just never forget the day, the only day, when I got to see my newest friend, Willie, the toucan.

Dawgs On Ice

2008-12-22T15:15:00.000-08:00

My sister LOVES ice skating. She's good at it too. I think ice skating looks cool. The only disadvantage about ice skating, is that wherever there's a place to ice skate, dogs are NEVER allowed. I know how to ice skate, but I've never gotten a chance to try it. I hope someday, I'll be able to ice skate. One day, I got my chance. In the mail, my mom got a flyer.

It said- "Does your dog hate it when they can't follow their dreams? If so, go to ice skating with your dog! This event will take place at ANY indoor ice rink throughout the state. The event costs 50 cents per person, and your pet, FREE! So stop chewing on that bone and go 'ice skating with your pet.'" "Lucy, do you wanna go to skating with your pet? Sarah can come with!" Mom said.

Sarah is my sister's name. Skating with Sarah and Mom! How better could THAT get?!!! Then, I was let outside. Beaumont was outside too. "Lucy, I'm going to skate with your pet!" Beaumont said. "So am I!" I said excitedly. "Maybe your mom can drive me their. My owner doesn't feel like drivin' me."Beaumont said. I asked My Owner. As if they understood me, they said "Let's take Beaumont with us!" I barked in excitement. So, later I was driven to skate with your pet with Beaumont. We went to the ice rink where my sister did her ice skating classes.

Beaumont and I had these small ice skates attached to our paws. Then, I got to ice skate with Beaumont. They had a disco ball with some rock 'n' roll on. Beaumont and I didn't like it as much as the quieter song. When IT came on, we skated close to each other. I haven't had so much fun in eons. "Beaumont, I'm loving this place!' I said. " I know. It's fun isn't it?" said Beaumont. ''Truly is!" I said. My sister and my Mom skated together. It may have looked too romantic, but it brought back tons of cherishing memories to your head!

Beaumont and I skated over obstacles that the people have set up. Around cones, over hurdles, and more. I was so happy.

When I was done with ice skating, I got a bone this old man gave to me. Beaumont got one too. I was in luck when I got some popcorn made just for dogs. Beaumont had some 'Gummy pooches' made for just dogs.

Beaumont and I sat next to each other and said to each other, it was the best time ever.

The Ginger Bread House Of Addiction

2008-12-21T18:34:00.000-08:00

My sister has made this ginger bread house at girl scouts and it's been on top of the entertainment center since the day it was built. It may be stale, but that ginger bread house looks good. I mean I've started stealing food ever since I was hungry and all I could find was a corn dog. I haven't been eating too many corn dogs. I have been eating meat. Carter, my cousin, has taught me how to steal food. He said I was very "good" and that I'm very likely to steal a whole "store- full of food" in one lifetime. But what really ticks me off is that the ginger bread house can't be touched by or eaten by any of us pets. Madison tried it and Dad caught her. Before Dad could could even touch Madison, she jumped onto the ceiling. I'm trying to eat that ginger bread house. The stale, solid, white icing icicle for the ginger bread house; the gum drop hedges, and the yummy licorice gutters. I'm gonna need help if I'm gonna steal that ginger bread house. Just like the corn dog, I had Mojo be on the lookout, while Madison and I tried to steal that ginger bread house.

So I had Mojo on the lookout for any humans. He came to Madison and I, saying a warning phase! "It's dad, he's coming!" "Act normal!' I said. Madison and Mojo sat on the couch and whistled. I chewed on an average bone, like I normally do. "Madison, come here!" said Dad. He wasn't mad at Madison, he just wanted to pet Madison. Dad's attention was all on Madison. ''Come on, now's a good time to try to get that Ginger Bread house." said Mojo. Madison's new job was to possess distractions for the humans. Right now, Madison was distracting Dad. Mojo and I climbed the scratching post and jumped onto the entertainment center. Mojo grabbed the ginger bread house and jumped onto the Christmas tree. Then and went inside the Christmas tree! He tried to hide the ginger bread house. Then he saw mom approaching. Mojo jumped to the ceiling. Dad let go of Madison. I hid. Mojo accidentally dropped the ginger bread house. It landed- right on the carpet. "Mojo!" I cried. "Quick, get that edible house!" Mojo let go of the ceiling and got the house.

Before he could he could get away with it, Mom caught Mojo. ''Mojo, get off that ginger bread house!" I just chewed on a bone again. Mojo witnessed Mom put the ginger bread house on top of the refrigerator. "It's no use! Mom's washin' dishes and we'll never be able to get the ginger bread house." said Madison. I stopped it with the bone- chewing. The corn dog was easier since my mom just gave the corn dog to Madison, Mojo and I, but this was harder, because I or the kittens are not allowed to have a ginger bread house. Then, I came up with a plan. "Madison, go distract our owners by doing something so cute, they can't stop watching it." I said. ''I'm on it!" Madison said. "Mojo, make sure that no one comes into the kitchen! If a human does, let me know!" I demanded. "Yes , 'Ma'am dawgie Lucy'!" Mojo said triumphantly.

I went and jumped onto the top of the garbage can. It's right next to the refrigerator, so I can use it like a stool. I made a big jump and before I knew it, I was on top of the fridge. I couldn't find the ginger bread house. "Where could it be?" I whispered to myself. Then, I started to dig around. Behind a bag a Doritos, I found some blood oranges. Beneath the pile of Blood oranges, you could find all of these- M'n' M's. "I must be getting close!" I thought. Behind the candy was the ginger bread house! "YES!" I thought. I grabbed the gingerbread house. I started to flee to the basement so I could eat the gingerbread house in a secret place, when Madison and Mojo headed my way. "The humans are coming! Quick, into the basement!" said Mojo.

Madison, Mojo and I ran in the basement, and ate! "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" said Madison. I, and the kittens enjoyed the meal. My owners didn't even catch us! Then I heard a voice from upstairs! "Where did that ginger bread house go!?!!!!" It yelled. "Uh-oh!" Madison said.

What a delightful Monday!

Madison, Mojo, and the Fish Tank

2008-12-20T07:41:00.000-08:00

Madison and Mojo have been themselves ever since they discovered an ancient temple tunnel that leads to Beaumont's yard, or the time they invented "ceiling walking"! But gosh, they invented something that would be something, even I would get in severe trouble if I did it. They go up to my brothers drawer with clothes in it. On top of the clothes drawer, was the fish tank. We've had it for about a year, a few months, 1 week, and 5 days by now. That fish tank has two fish called pink kissing gouramis. My brother named them Sandy and Moccasin. The reason they call them pink kissing gouramis, is because they kiss each other. Whats weird about these fish is that they kiss each other on the lips, and their pretty outgoing about it. Some other fish my brother has are ones called glow-light tetras. Their names are Clampsy and Clippers. Dumb names huh? I know,(I hope my brother didn't read this very sentence). The glow-light tetras are fish that live in schools! My brother used to have 5 glow- lights, but they all passed out, or as we say in smaller words, DIED! My brother has this one fish called a julii cory cat. My brother named the julii cory cat, "Julii". My brother has a frog he brought home from second grade one day. My brother had that frog since it was a tadpole. My brother, who is now in 4th grade, had that frog even before I was welcomed into his family. The frog's name is Jack. This frog eats blind shrimp, THAT IS DEAD! What a huge waste of time.

Our story begins with Mojo. He was looking at Phoenix and Sahara. They were sleeping. Madison was up at the fish tank. "Cool!" said Madison. She took a gigantic breath, and poked her head in the fish tank's water. Madison couldn't talk too well under water, but she was looking at Jack, the African water frog. My mom came in the room. "MADISON! NO!" said My Mom. Mojo drank some water from the fish tank. ''You two kittens disgust me!'' Mom replied. She was so grossed out, she let Madison go. Madison started drinking again. I'd rather drink from the toilet. My old friend, Ketlan, always drank from the toilet. I remember what Ketlan always told me, "Of all the bowls meant to be drank from, pooches always chose the toilet!" I don't get that advice since Ketlan died. "Madison, Mojo, drink from the toilet for once!" I said. "Okay!" Mojo said as he jumped up to the toilet. He couldn't reach the water. "Go, hurry before mom sees you!" I said. Mojo reached for the water as fast as he could, but then, that fool fell in the toilet. "MOJO!" yelled Mom. I ran away.

Mom wrapped Mojo with a red towel and dried poor Mojo. Mojo got a bath. I think he swallowed some shampoo, but, I tried to get that thought out of my brain. I couldn't. Madison was at the fish tank and was up to no good. I noticed she was trying to eat Clampsy. I got to the fish tank and grabbed Madison. Then, I tossed her onto my brother's bed. Madison face- planted her head directly into the stuffed animals on my brother's bed. I ran to the living room to chew on a bone. Then, I heard a splash. Madison had fell in the fish tank. I ran into my brother's room and got Madison out of the fish tank. My mom washed Madison and went on the couch, with me on her lap. The kittens have been in for quite a day today. Bathes and water. How crazy for a cat.

My mom went to bed that night and relaxed. She had a rough day. Then, the next day, Madison and Mojo were pawing at the fish tank. Jack and Julii hid inside this small fish house thingy built for fish. Clampsy and Clippers hid in a plastic plant used for decoration. It glows in the dark you know. Anyway, Sandy and Moccasin were too big to hide, so Sandy tried to fit in the place Jack and Julii were hiding in. Believe it or not, Sandy managed to fit. Moccasin hid behind the tank filter. It worked. Everyone was hidden. "Where are those fish?" asked Mojo. Maybe if we shake the tank, the fish will come out!" said Madison. She and Mojo shook the fish tank. The fish tank started to move. Madison and Mojo were more pushing the fish tank than shaking it. Then, by accident, Madison and Mojo pushed the fish tank off the drawer. The Fish Tank was smashed into pieces. Water splattered all over the place. Glass was spread all around the floor. The fish were still alive. My Mom was not happy. The fish were put in a small bowl of water until they had another fish tank. My Mom swept up the pieces of glass into a cup, and my mom dumped the glass into the garbage. My sister wiped up the water. The cats were locked in my cage until they were behaved. I layed down on the couch and napped. I only did it for 7 minutes. Soon, the old fish tank was gone. Trace of it, was nowhere to be found.

My brother, my Mom and my sister went to the pet store to get new stuff for the fish. My Mom must've spent quite a fortune on the fish. The kittens were let go, and the fish were in the fish tank. Me? I'm trying to be elusive enough to chew on my sister's "Mermaid Barbie". I failed. So now, I'm on the couch, getting belly rubs from my dad. Maybe next time, Madison and Mojo will be more careful and stay out of trouble. The fish? Probably by now, they're freaked out.

I think I just heard heard the fish tank fall off the drawer. I hope Madison and Mojo aren't in too much mischief. Then, in my brother's room, I saw the fish tank was broken and fell off the drawer- AGAIN! "Madison, Mojo, you're gonna get in big trouble!" I said to them. Madison and Mojo ran away. "Kittens, always in mischief!" I thought with an upset feeling. I have a feeling no more mischief can be caused by anyone than by Madison and Mojo.

Phoenix and Sahara

2008-12-16T18:20:00.000-08:00

Our family has never been the same ever since they gotten geckos! Two of them. Two desert dwelling, spotted, and crude leopard geckos have found their way into my family. Sure, my mom hates feeding these guys crickets and hearing some examples of disgusting things the geckos can do. For example, geckos lick their eye balls to keep them clean. Or, that geckos eat and digest crickets and meal worms. But anyway, that doesn't mean that geckos can cause TOO much chaos to the family, can they? Well, it did one day. My mom and my sister were looking at the geckos. I meandered around the house, since nobody was paying any attention to me. The geckos had names too. Their names used to be Geek and Santa, but such names didn't suit my brother, the new owner of the geckos, too well. I mean, if your name was Geek, would you be to amused? I doubt it, so my brother changed the names to Phoenix and Sahara. These geckos were nocturnal but didn't make too much noise. You have to feed them every other day. I don't really know why, but let's just say that our story begins with Madison playing with the scratching post.

"Mojo!" I called out. I was looking for Mojo. He was by the gecko cage. "MOJO!" I yelled. "What is it Lucy? Did the next door Yorkshire terrier steal our mail again?" said Mojo. "No, actually, I was looking for you!" I said. "Why don't you bring Madison here!" said Mojo. I did. Madison jumped onto my brother's desk to where the geckos were. I jumped on the desk chair to get a closer ''look'' at the geckos. Phoenix was sleeping. Sahara was getting ready to sleep. Madison and Mojo jumped on top of the gecko cage.''I wonder how much trouble would be caused if I held Phoenix!" Madison said. "No! Don't!" I cried. But it was too late. Madison got ahold of Phoenix. Phoenix made a sound, the one you hear a Cayman do. Then Phoenix bit Madison. It hurt for Madison. "Phoenix, get him, he's running away!" I yelled. Mojo was reaching for Sahara. I pushed him off the desk and into the garbage can. I closed the gecko cage before Sahara could escape. Unfortunately, Phoenix was loose in the house. Madison and Mojo and I had to get Phoenix before my Mom noticed he was gone. The gecko could even lose its tail. "How am I gonna find a fragile animal in the house!" I cried. Mojo came up from the garbage can with an apple core on his head. "Let's just look for him!" he cried.

Phoenix left my brother's room and into the bathroom. "Hurry, if Phoenix falls in the toilet, he might drown!" I cried. But Phoenix was in the sink. For a desert dwelling reptile, a sink isn't the best place to relax in. Phoenix ran out of the bathroom before Mojo could reach him. "Oh- no! Phoenix is heading upstairs!" Madison said. The ustairs level of the house is so messy, you couln't even find a magazine in the mess! Phoenix slowly jumped to the top of the stairs and headed towards the closet. Madison and Mojo and I followed Phoenix. We couldn't find him. "Phoenix won!" I sadly sighed.

Then, Phoenix peeked out of the pocket of a suit, attached to a hook! "Madison, Lucy, look, it's Phoenix! In the coat pocket!" Mojo said. "Now's our chance to catch Phoenix!" I said. But the minute Phoenix noticed the kittens and I, he jumped out the pocket and back downstairs. Madison, Mojo and I quickly ran after the naughty gecko. When Mojo got off the stairs, he jumped, slid on the floor- scooping up Phoenix right in his paws! "Mojo," Madison said as she got off the stairs! "nice catch!" Mojo went to put back Phoenix. Madison and I tagged along. The minute Mojo put Phoenix in his cage, Sahara got free. She ran out of my brother's room, to the dining room, and into the kitchen.

"Now Sahara's loose!" I cried. "Come on, let's go!" said Mojo. Madison led the way, and I was behind her. As Mojo followed me, he said he couldn't see the gecko. Once Madison, Mojo and I got to the kitchen, Mojo saw a pile of lemons. He jumped to the top of the counter and dug in to the lemons. The lemons fell off the counter and tumbled and rolled all the way to the kitchen floor. Lemons were all over the place. Beneath the lemons was Sahara. Sahara made a run for it into the basement! "These reptiles never give up!" I thought. Sahara ran down the basement stairs. Mojo, Madison and I chased the gecko into the basement. The basement has cobwebs all over the place. Our family is "redecorating" the basement, so the floor is gray, hard, and carpetless. Not many items of beauty can be found. Finding a gecko in this basement could be impossible.

Anyway, Sahara managed to get to the top of the washing machine. Sahara hid in a small box on top of the washing machine. Quickly, I picked up the box that Sahara was in. I made sure she didn't escape. But, Sahara jumped out of the box, and to the back door. My Mom opened the back door, and Sahara ran out the back door. "Oh- no, anything but that!" I cried as Sahara ran on the back porch. My luck was bad, because, Sahara escaped outside, and it was winter! Madison and Mojo couldn't go outside, but luckily I can.

I was let outside, and I undid my leash. Sahara was a desert animal, so she probaly won't survive if she's outside for too long. I didn't have too much time, so I looked in the snow. Nothing. Then, I noticed Sahara. She wasn't in the snow, but she was in the driveway. My dad's car was coming in the driveway. The car had a 99% chance of running over Sahara. I quikly dove toward Sahara. I slid on the icy driveway, grabbed Sahara, and slid off the driveway and into a pile of snow. I hoped Sahara was in good condition. "Please be healthy, please be healthy, please be healthy, please be healthy, PLEASE BE HEALTHY!" I said repetitively. Sahara was in good condition and shape. She looked healthy too. I went inside, and put Sahara in her cage before my owners could even notice that either geckos escaped. Luckily, my owners still haven't found out yet. Madison and Mojo were lurking on top of the geckos' cage.

I watched Phoenix and Sahara go to sleep. All the gecko chaos was over. So, yes, geckos can be trouble, but you should always be careful. For geckos, it's better safe then sorry. I think Phoenix and Sahara will be a great addition to my family.

The Ancient Temple Tunnel of Amazement, Part 2

2008-12-13T15:55:00.000-08:00

We left off when I was in the temple tunnel and Madison and Mojo screamed in terror. I went to find out what all the chaos was about. Madison and Mojo were scared of these scorpions they found, crawling on the floor. "Don't be that afraid, they're just crude arachnids! I said. "No, it's not the scorpions, it's this!" said Mojo. He pointed at a cave with an actaul tomb in it! It was open! Inside it were rubys. "Don't be to scared, at least there are some rubys!" I said. Madison and Mojo ran into the cave. I took the rubys and admired their shine. The rubys were so shiny, they lit up the cave. I found Madison and Mojo standing in front of a pile of gold. "Lucy, look at the pile of gold we found!" said Madison. Madison and Mojo dove into the pile of gold. Madison found some emeralds she seemed to admire. Mojo found some amethysts he seemed to admire. "I'll hold on to those gems of yours!" I said. 'Thanks!" said Madison and Mojo. They gave me the gems, dove into the pile of gold, and started to swim in it. When they were done they said "Let's explore deeper into this tunnel." Behind the pile of gold was a golden door. "Let's go behind this door!" said Mojo. I pushed the door and it opened.

Behind it were stairs. "These stairs are steep!" said Mojo when we started climbing up the stairs on top of the stairs was yet another door. I pushed it and it opened. Behind this door, was a hall with a dinosaur skeleton in it! "What's a T-rex skeleton doing in here?" asked Mojo. "I know, this place creeps me out!" I said. Madison was climbing the skeleton. "Get down!" I whispered. "You come up here. And you too Mojo!" said Madison. So, Mojo and I climbed up to the T- rex's skull. I started to chew on it. Chewing bones can be a fun activity. "Why are we up here?" I asked Madison. "I see a door on the ceiling!" said Madison. Madison jumped up to the door's doorknob and twisted it. The door opened and Madison climbed a ladder that was behind the door, and disappeared. Mojo and I did the same.

On top of the ladder, was a platform with stairs. Madison had started climbing the stairs. Mojo and I followed. On top of the stairs, was a hall. It was filled with art. "Cool," said Mojo, "The Mona Lisa, the other famous paintings! Replicas of them are all... HERE!"

There was another door! Behind IT was, a hill made of grass. The hill led to a hole that was in Beaumont's backyard. "What the heck?" asked Mojo. "Where was that tunnel from?" asked Mojo. "I built it!" said Beaumont. "You? But why?" I asked. "For a secret hideout!" said Beaumont! "Oh! But why does it lead into our living room?" I asked. "So I could visit you more often! Okay, you can go home!" said Beaumont. So Madison, Mojo, and I went home and lived happily ever after!

THE END!

The Ancient Temple Tunnel of Amazment, Part One

2008-12-13T06:01:00.000-08:00

Madison and Mojo are two domesticated, average kittens that have to have too much trouble caused by them. If you just heard a crashing sound happen, you heard Mojo just break my sister's alarm clock. "MOJ- O! screamed My Sister. I you heard a splash, that was Madison who fell in the toilet. (She probably was trying to get the toy gerbil my brother dropped in the toilet by accident, but failed by falling in the toilet!) If you heard an extraordinarily loud "AUUGHHHH!", that was mom yelling at Madison and Mojo. Sounds of mischief are what I use to show how naughty Madison and Mojo are. I'm pretty sure you didn't hear the sounds because, this is just a story that has been typed, not performed.

Anyway, Madison Mojo, one day, were just walking on the ceiling, (from Scratching post), and they fell down. They and I find that fun. Oh yeah, if you are ever scared of your pets climbing the ceiling and falling off, don't just be all "Police? My pet was on the ceiling!'' Well, all your answer from the police will be is: "Yo', ye' might just be losin' yer' marbles!" Anyway, your pet would love falling off the ceiling. Anyway, Madison fell off ceiling on purpose and for the fun of it. But then, when she landed, she made a crack in the floor.

Madison and Mojo could fit throught it. So they went in the crack "COOOL!" said Madison. "What? What is it?" I asked. "A door with an eye on it. It looks old!" said Mojo. "Let me see!" I demanded. I went in the crack. There was a door. "Let's see what's behind it!" said Mojo. Madison pushed the door. Behind it, was a hall, that had unlit torches and ahead a tunnel of darkness. Madison and Mojo ran into the hall. They disappeared once they left into the hall. "Here I go!" I groaned. In the hall, from the dark area, I heard a screech come from Madison and Mojo! They were in danger! I went into the hall to see what the terror was all about.

That's the end of part one!

The Scratching Post

2008-12-12T14:07:00.000-08:00

Madison and Mojo are cats, so they like the scratching post. As we know, scratching posts prevent cat's claws from growing too big. Madison and Mojo use the scratching post every now and then. One time, the scratching post led to an experience I hoped, to everyone else, would be perplexing to the extreme.

Thus began when one day, Madison had to use the scratching post. "I need to use the scratching post Mojo!" said Madison. "Give it!" "No way, I'm using it!" said Mojo. "Madison, Mojo, please, please, PLEASE calm down! It's too harsh to argue over such a little scratching post." I said. "Please, go away!" said Mojo. He slapped me in the face. "OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" I said. "OK, I'll leave you alone!" I said. Madison was so enfuriated. So, she climbed to the top of the scratching post and stood on the top of it until Mojo was done. But then, Madison weighed down the scratching post and it fell down. Madison landed on the floor and there was a great SQUAT! "Ow!" Madison groaned.

Everyone was alright, but the scratching post was broken in two. "Mojo, Madison, what the heck did you do?" asked My Mom in shock. Madison and Mojo stared at each other in guilt. "I'll have to take this to a repairer and see if they can fix the scratching post." said Mom. "Thanks for forcing me to hide!" I said to Mojo. "It proves I didn't do anything to the scratching post!" Mojo rolled his eyes in anger. "We need that scratching post!" said Mojo. After last night's party and the kittens having no sleep, the kittens were grumpy.

One week later, the scratching post came back. It looked like it was before. "The scratching post is back Mojo!" said Madison. "Here we go again!" I thought. All this scratching post chaos made me thirsty. So I got a drink from the toilet. Unfortunenty, Madison caught me drinking from the toilet. "Ewwww!" said Madison. I was mad. "I'm attacking your scratching post Madison, your mean!" I said. Madison ran toward the scratching post. I tried to get there first. Madison and I then lost control, and started to slide on the floor. We couldn't stop. And then, we slid into the carpet. Madison and I were still forced to slide. Poor Mojo was scratching on the scratching post. Madison and I crashed into him and the scratching post. Madison was pinned on the floor, since I was on top of her. Mojo was on his back. "Madison!" growled Mojo. I wasn't too psyched, so I just went back to drinking from the toilet.

The next day, the scratching post stood tall again. The kittens were sharing it this time. "Why couldn't you share before?" I asked. Mojo thought about it. Then Madison meowed out a dorky answer. "That's a trick question!" she said. Madison went back to scratching on the scratching post. I decided to scratch on the scratching post too, so I did. When I did, my claws fell off. "OWWWWWWWWWWW!" I screeched. "Lucy, scratching posts ain't for pooches!" said Mom.

My Mom assumed my claws would grow back. They did.

Then, one Sunday, I saw the kittens climb to the scratching post, and on top of Mom and Dad's entertaiment center. My sister's gingerbread house got feasted on by Madison and Mojo. After that, Madison and Mojo jumped from the top of the entertainment center, and to the top of the christmas tree. Because the christmas holiday was coming up, the christmas tree was up, and Madison and Mojo climbed up it. Madison and Mojo jumped from the top of the christmas tree and gripped onto the ceiling. Then, they started walking on it. Two kittens on the living room ceiling and walking on it. Crazy, but seemed fun! I tried it too. I got onto the ceiling, but then I fell off. "That was FUN!" I cried. I did the same thing over and over: falling off the ceiling. Who knew scratching posts could be so helpful!

The reoson I don't want to have everyone know about this story, is because, they might try it and get in trouble. My owners don't care if I or the kittens do this, but some other pet's owners might not prefer it. And it wouldn't be kind to get pets in trouble.

The moral of the story though, is that, well, scratching posts can cause chaos, but they can bring up FUN! The end, see you when I'm done falling off living room ceilings!

When it's Night, The Animals Party!

2008-12-11T05:54:00.000-08:00

When my owners go to bed, and when they are completely asleep, Madison, Mojo and I party till- our owners wake up. So that's what I'm gonna do tonight, like all nights. First, I have to make sure I get plenty of sleep, so I have enough energy for the party. Tonight's party is gonna be so fun! Tonight, Madison, Mojo and I are inviting friends to the party. Madison and Mojo have feline friends. The cat, Leon, is in Beaumont's family. Another one of their friends are two cats that my mom's mom owns. Their names are Bell and Cocoa. Their coming for a party tonight. That's pretty much it.

My friends include, Beaumont, 3 dogs that live a few doors away from me,(Sandy, Betty, Nina), and then there's this dog named Ruby. She lives five to four blocks away. I have other friends such as Chase the sheltie, Charlie the golden retriever, and those are all the friends I can pretty much think of. All of our furry animal friends we invited were coming at 11:30 tonight. So when my owners went to bed at 11:29, Madison, Mojo and I got everything ready. Sixty seconds later, the living room was ready for a party. We had a disco ball, loud music, refreshments, (which Madison stole from the refridgorator), and lights.

We changed the channel on the TV to Animal Planet. The guests came up. First guest I saw was Leon. "Leon, glad you could make it!" said Mojo. "Of course I could make it, I live next door!" Leon said. "Oh, yeah!" said Mojo. Beaumont made to the party second. "Greetings Black Lab dawg" I said to Beaumont. Beaumont gave me a high "paw" and went to eat some cookies. Then Charlie, Ruby, Chase, Betty, Sandy, Nina, Bell, and Cocoa all came up. "Welcome to the party!" I yelled. "Let's get it started." shouted Betty. "OK!" I said.

Madison danced with Leon. "I feel 4 years longer. I haven't done this ever since I was your age Madison!" said Leon. I also invited Carter to this party too. I wonder where he is. Then, he came up. "Hi Carter" I said. Carter joined Mojo, Nina and I just to talk. "And then, the massive man made invention exploded, making thus a lesson for Eva!" said Carter, talking. We were talking about lives and how our's went. Anyway, Nina told Carter and I about this scary "ghost story" and how it would give us nightmares and blah blah blah. Then I told Carter and Nina about my life, and how this event would happen, and anyway, Nina, Carter and I kept on talking and chatting. I noticed Bell and Cocoa and Charlie were watching Animal Planet. "Up next, another episode of the new series"Animal Dung History!" said the TV guy.

"I wonder how the Beaver's dung can look at dawn!" said Charlie. "I know! This show is SO facsinating!" said Bell. "I'm gonna get some buns with butter, let me know when the Tide and whatever commercial is over!" said Cocoa. She got 4 buns with butter and munched on them. Beaumont squatted on the couch like a couch potato. He was eating some candy Madison found in one of the food storing cabinets. "Good stuff! The animal dung history series is so incredible." said Beaumont. Madison and Leon were dancing their fur off while Nina talked to me and Carter about "Copyrighted Novels!" I was bored and Carter was snoring. Nina may be a husky, but she has boring things to talk about. A LOT of boring things.

Meanwhile, Sandy and Chase were playing. . . . Checkers! Chase was winning because he won 4 checker games in a row. Sandy finally managed to win a checkers game.

On the "Dung History, Bell marveled at the show while Cocoa purred at the show. Charlie wagged his tail like a strong breeze was being created because the tail was wagging so hard and you know. Carter and I were done listening to Nina talk about "Tragic Curtains", so we went to watch The History of Dung. Nina went with us, and watched the TV too.

The disco ball Mojo set up that was hanging from the ceiling shined so bright, Leon danced his entestines out. "Man, it's almost time for me to start getting some more candy." said Beaumont. It was also 3:36 in the morning. Soon, all the pets were watching dung on television. "The dung beetles roll up the gazille dung into a dung sphere as we all know but what do the dung beetles do with their own dung? Well, the same thing happens to it just like what will happen to the gazille poop: the dung beetles use it to add to the pile of dung they make to lay their eggs on! On the next episode coming up, the dung beetles will give birth! And on that same episode, the Elephant dung and how much can be found." said the narrator from the TV.

This is an awesome party!" said Mojo. We were all out of refreshments. Anyway, my owners woke up at 6:30. During that, the dung series got better and better and better! At 5:40 in the morning, all of the party guests left, and the place got cleaned up. The room looked like there wasn't even a party at all! "What a party we had last night!" said Mojo. Madison and I couldn't agree more. Our owners would never catch us cats. But I think I could be wrong. "Where is all the food? Why is the couch hairy?" yelled Our Owner. Madison, Mojo and I hid. "Oh my gosh I must be losing my marbles!" said Our Owner. The kittens and I sighed in relief and before that, we sighed a big "PHEW!"

Animals can always outsmart their owners. Well, I have to go. Episode 46 of the dung series is on! The name of the episode: Fish and grouper dung! Just know that, if your a human, don't worry, your pets will never get caught by you. Wait, that is, if you have a pet. Just know, THE DUNG SERIES IS ON, SO GET TO YOUR TV AND START WATCHING IT!

The Winter Season Has Begin

2008-12-10T16:30:00.000-08:00

My life has been exhausting! Almost getting frozen, solving a dog house mystery, showering Mojo with better opera voice advice, manners, trained by cats, going on vacation at Bethany, corn dog stealing, and many other crazy stuff. I need a rest.

Because winter had begun, I get a good resting time. Because the kittens can't go outside, whenever I was outside, I had the snowy backyard to myself! So today I begged to go outside, (pretty much by whimpering so convincingly, your owner has no choice but to put you outside. Works all the time), and then, I went outside and into the yard.

I avoided the yellow snow the rabbits make while I can. I avoided my own yellow snow I made myself as well. Talking about yellow snow just freaks me out, so we'll go on a different subject.

Anyway, I lie down in the snow and started to sleep for a short period of time in the snow, when I just heard Beaumont's voice. Beaumont was taking to me. I woke up to the sound of his voice. "Hi Beaumont, what do want to tell me?" I asked Beaumont.

"I just want to tell you on the dog fashion show, that that contestent we were rooting for the past few years, won the whole dog show for this year AGAIN!" answered Beaumont. "You mean that mutt, Weasel?" I asked. "Yeah, and that dog we didn't like that much who is in the dog show, lost the competition for the whole year again!" "That dog, Chalk lost for the whole year!?" I asked. "Yep, got the right to depart the competiton!" said Beaumont. Then, I heard Beaumont's owner call for him. "Beaumont, your gonna miss Chalk leave the dog show for the whole year!" "You wanna watch the dog show with me?" asked Beaumont. I thought about it. "Sure!" I said. I went in Beaumont's house, wiped my paws and watched Chalk get lost for good. Chalk's name is even boring. "It has been official that Chalk, the useless poodle, is out of the competition. But she can still gain her memories by looking at the metals she won in the previous two years" said a reporter on the television.

Beaumont's owner turned off the T. V. I went outside and went in my backyard. Beaumont stayed in his house, but I was sitting outside, whimpering. I liked it when the squrrels weren't hibernating. That was the only type of physical exersise I could get- chasing those chunky rodents, or chasing squirrels, anyway.

I went in my house for warmth. "It feels good!" I said. Madison was sleeping on the couch. I snuggled next to her. "Winter ain't my favorite season Madison" I said to Madison. "This is why Mojo and I are indoor cats" said Madison. "Being an indoor pet might be useful for winter!" I thought. I just rolled my eyes and napped. Well, before that, I chased Mojo and THEN started to nap.

Napping- better than winter!

The Corn Dog Of Addiction

2008-12-06T15:01:00.000-08:00

Today, I felt like eating. I was hungry. Hungry for bread and pig intestines. Or a corn dog.

"Where can I find a corn dog?" I asked myself. "I'll just have to get two helpful kittens to help me get a corn dog!"

The kittens heard me loud and clear.

"We will help you find a corn dog!'' said Madison.

"We will take any award from you Lucy!" said Mojo.

"Ok" I said. "You help me find and capture a corn dog, I'll let you have any other corn dogs that I assign you to hoard." I said.

"It's a deal sister!" said Madison. So the kittens and I went out and looked around for a corn dog.

Then Mojo saw something in the kitchen.

"Look at this!" said Mojo.

"Oh, my gosh!" I said. Mom just put the most golden looking, juiciest, tastiest looking corn dog into the microwave!

"Act normally!" said Mojo. We just sat down together.

Aw, 3 pets getting along together so nicely." said my mom. She patted my head.

"I wanted that pat!" whined Madison.

"Come on, my mom left the corn dog on the counter. Let's get it while we can! Mojo, you watch out for any approaching humans." I said.

"I'm on it Lucy!" said Mojo.

"Come on Madison, you can help me get the corn dog!" I said. "What should I do?" asked Madison. "Just something, I don't know what it might be but please make it quick. Before Madison could take a step, Mojo came running in the kichen.

"Human coming! Act normal like we were before!" said Mojo.

The three animals sat together.

"My three pets still getting along!" said my Mom. My Mom picked up the corn dog and walked with it upstairs. That's where her and my Dad's bedroom is. Before my Mom went upsairs, she patted Mojo.

"What about me?" asked Madison. "Come on, we have to get that corn dog before it gets digested by a human!" I said.

Madison, Mojo and I followed my Mom. Mom set the corn dog on a table next to her side of the bed. Then my Mom napped.

"Now's our chance!" said Mojo. He jumped onto the table and got the corn dog! "Alright Mojo!" said Madison. I was proud of Mojo too. Cats are very useful. My Mom must have heard Mojo jump off the table, because when he did, Mom woke up.

"My pets!?!!?!? Stealing my corn dog? I was gonna give it to you as a surprise," Mom said.

I whimpered. "Don't worry Lucy. I'll let you and the kittens eat the corn dog!" said Mom.

So the kittens and I ate the corn dog, and I let the kittens eat any corn dogs I assigned them to steal from this day on, just as I told them earlier.

Corn Dogs aren't the only thing in life. You can always start an easier challenge such as the burger or the hot dog. But I learned a lesson: never steal, because in the future, it might go bad. But the situation usaully has a better ending then beginning. This situation ended- with a delicous meal. And I think I smell Toast in the kitchen in the toaster right now.

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

2008-11-29T06:50:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-24T05:37:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-23T15:58:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-23T12:06:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-23T09:24:00.000-08:00

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

2008-11-22T18:01:00.000-08:00

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!