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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: The Family Pet (05/15/08)

TITLE: Crossing the Creek in a Red Wagon Ain’t For Me
By Deborah Caruso


“Oh how I hate this stupid red wagon, and I these clothes too. I hope my friends don’t see me dressed in this get up. The cowboy hat is not that bad, but these over-alls have got to go! I feel all bound up. This is not going to be a good day.”

“Hey Fred, we have to cross the creek now. No! You get right back in that wagon! I don’t want you getting your clothes all wet.”

“These are not my clothes! It’s 100 degrees out here, and I want to get wet, thank you! “

“Get back in there!”

“Oh alright! He sounded serious that time. That water does look refreshing though. He’d be really mad if I were to bail out, but he will just have to get over it!” Splash!!!!!!!

“Fred! Why did you do that? Now you’re all wet, and so am I. Was it necessary to make such a big splash?”

“Yep, it was! It’s just a little water, what is your problem? That was fun and invigorating! Here, let me shake some of this water off. That’s better!”

“Stop it Fred! Why do you always do that? You jump in to get wet only to shake it off! What’s the point?”

“That’s what I do. It’s hot out here; you’ll be dry before you know it, so chill just out, will ya?”

“That’s why I’m pulling you in this wagon, so you’d stay nice and dry!”

“Well that didn’t work very well, now did it? Getting me across this creek without me jumping in is just not going to happen! He should know better than that, he is just not thinking right today. I wonder where we’re going that has got him so worked up?”

“This is a very important day, maybe the most important day of your life and you’re just ruining it! You don’t appreciate anything I do for you.”

“Talk about dramatics, I wish he’d settle down. What could possibly be so important?”

“You could have won this, but now, I just don’t think so.”

“Won what? Hey, is that barking I hear over there? Is that hamburgers that I smell?”

On the other side of the hill,

“Now, that’s something you don’t see every day, a bunch of mutts in designer duds. Hey Fritz, nice jacket! Butch, diggin’ your threads too. Don’t look so tough now, do ya?”

“You better watch it, Fred! I’m still the baddest bulldog in this town.”

“You’re looking bad, that’s for sure. What is going on here? Why are we all here?”

“It’s some kind of ‘Be Kind to Your Pet Day, and there’s a contest we’ve all been entered in, and that’s why we have to wear these ridiculous clothes. And to make it worse, a bunch of news people are here too. We will all be on television for the whole world to see.”

“It seems more like, “Humiliate Your Pet Day’ to me.”

“You got that right, Fred!”

“I don’t know about you guys, but I think Sophie over there just might win this thing! She is looking good!”

“Yep, she’s a looker!”

“She’s so stuck up though, don’t ya think? She needs to let loose and have a little fun.”

“Don’t hold your breath, Fred! Well, here he comes, I believe it is the moment of truth. We’re about to find out which one of us is the real looker. No you don’t, you’re not getting this bulldog on that stage!”

“Think again, Butch.”

“Quit pulling, I’m coming, I’m coming.”

“That Butch is fightin’ mad, isn’t he? Hey, wait a minute, take it easy on the neck, I’m coming, I’m coming. This has got to be, by far, the most embarrassing day of my entire life! A bunch of dogs lined up in people clothes, what a spectacle we all are! I hope everyone is enjoying this.”

“The runner up is Butch, and Fred is the cutest pet in all of Clay County!”

“What? Did they say Fred? Did they say my name? I’m the cutest pet? I don’t believe it. I’d like to thank God for all his many blessings, my friends, all the little dogs, and of course, the one that made this all possible, the one that believed in me when I didn’t believe in myself, the best master a dog could ever have, Jack James.”

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Sara Harricharan 05/22/08
It took me a little bit to realize that this was from the dog's POV, I was wondering what the red wagon had to do with anything, but by the time I figured it out, it was quite a read! So much fun to hear the dog's thoughts, very entertaining. ^_^
Betty Frazer05/25/08
So good to hear a dog's side of how he feels about certain things. It reminds me not to dress my two dogs in clothing.