The Flood Horror (An almost comletely True Story)

(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

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

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

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

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!!!!!)

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)

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. . . .