Clemy and Trog were tugging at their leash on their
daily walk.
“What is going on, you two? Why are you pulling me?”
questioned Heidi, their owner.
The dogs stopped pulling when they met their dog friend, Terry, who was owned by Billy.
“Terry, what are you doing here?” Heidi asked the
small tan and grey dog. “And where is Billy?”
Heidi and her friend, Billy, often met in the park to
let their dogs play together. But today, he was nowhere to be seen. Bending
down to pet the cheerful terrier with the tiny wagging tail, her dogs jerked at
their leashes—again!
“Whoa, what the heck?” cried Heidi as Trog and Clemy
surged forward and started running.
Terry decided to join in with the scampering dogs and
even raced ahead of them!
The dogs were pulling Heidi so hard, that she had no
choice but to hold on to the leashes for the ride. And what a ride she had!
They ran down the street passing sixteen people, five stores, and three fire
hydrants. The dogs even lunged right
past the ice cream shop that served them free treats!
“Where are you going?” shouted a fellow dog-walking
friend.
“I don’t know! They must be chasing something!” yelled
Heidi.
They ran three entire blocks before Heidi saw
something orange and furry scurry in to the park.
The pack of dogs rushed toward the creature--
ZIP! ZOOM! ZIP!
--dashing and darting.
Heidi could just make out a blur of dog friends as she
was dragged onward. Squirrels scampered up into the trees and chattered at the
group for disturbing their quiet day. A group of sparrows searching for worms
fluttered out of the way of the stampeding animals.
“Hello, friends! Sorry squirrels! Excuse us,
sparrows!” cried Heidi as she ran.
Just as suddenly as Heidi had been pulled into
running, the dogs stopped the chase. The stop was so abrupt that she ran
SMACK!
into Billy.
Pushed in to a tree, Billy cried, “Whoa!”
Heidi still had her hands clutched to the leash.
Whatever the orange thing was that the dogs had been chasing must have ran up
into the tree. The dogs circled around the tree.
BARK! WOOF! BARK! WOOF!
Their leash circled around Billy and Heidi, tying them
to the trunk. They were completely tangled together!
“This is sure a funny way to meet,” said Billy.
“Our dogs seem to have gone crazy,” answered Heidi.
Heidi and Billy carefully unwound the leashes and stepped away from the tree.
“Clemy, Trog, and Terry what were you chasing?” Heidi asked.
“I think they were chasing our newest pet,” offered Billy.
“Woof woof!” Terry agreed.
Heidi peered up into the tree and saw some fluffy orange fur.
“We were trying to come up with a name for him, when he ran out of our house,” said Billy.
“Well, I think he has named him self--Chase,” declared Heidi.
Chase must have agreed. Down the tree climbed an orange striped cat.
“So you are what all of the fuss was about,” said
Heidi.
“No more running away,” Billy told Chase.
“Meow,” agreed Chase.
“Let’s go to my house for dog treats, milk for Chase,
and cookies for us,” said Billy.
“Sounds good to me,” answered Heidi.
“Woof, bark, woof,” agreed the dogs.
They turned to walk to Billy’s house, with Chase
chasing behind them.
