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.
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