My school is making us do this queer Young Authors thing. Here's my story let me know what you think!!

Yes! She’s finally gone! I only have 7 hours until my owner gets home from work. What can… hmmm… what is that smell? “Howwlll…” For being a Labrador retriever I’m pretty good at impersonating that Basset Hound that lives down the street. I know I’ve smelled that before. But what is it? Bread! Now let’s see if I can find it. To the kitchen! Come on Tractor, run. Man I hate hardwood floors! Every time I go around a… wow, wow ahhh. Corner I slip, oh well. Eventually I’ll find a way to get around those stupid corners. Now what was I doing? Wait a minute, what’s THAT smell? “Sniff, sniff, sniff” I sure hope this old nose knows what it’s doing. Hhhmmm. It smells like it’s coming from the other side of the dog door. Come on Tractor, keep sniffin’. Through the dog door and to the fence. Oh it’s only J.R., Landon, and Grant! “Woof, woof”
“Hey buddy!”
“What’s up Tractor?!”
“Want a treat?”
“Woof, woof, woof” Yum, they always bring the best treats!
“You want me to throw the ball, Tractor?”
Yes, J.R. has the best arm on his baseball team! Stupid tail, I just can’t control this thing! Every time I get happy it just starts waggi… Oh boy, oh boy he threw the ball! Alright Tractor you caught it!
“Good boy, Tractor!”
Ok buddy we gotta go.”
“Woof, woof” Huh, now what was I doing? Oh yeah, bread! Now back to the kitchen. I just don’t see why my owner doesn’t trust me! Every day it’s the same thing. The bread is on top the fridge, the garbage can is on top the counter, and the pantry doors are always closed. Let’s see, how can I get the bread down? Maybe if I jump onto the counter and stand on my back legs I can knock the bread to the floor with my nose. Yeah, great idea Tractor! Yum that was some good bread. Oh man, she’s gonna know I ate it, because the wrapper is all over the kitchen floor. If they didn’t put the garbage can up I could put it in there. If I stand on my back legs I can drop the plastic in it. Oh no, my paws are slipping. Ugh, the whole garbage can fell on the floor and spilt everywhere! Oh well, can’t say I didn’t try. “Yawwnnn…” Man, I’m tired! I’ll just take a little nap on the couch. She won’t even know I was on there. I won’t get any drool or dog hair on it!... Uh oh, are those keys?
“Tractor! Get off the couch!”
Man, this always happens. If only I could wake up 5 minutes earlier…
“Ohmygawd, what happened to the carpet? Tractor, did you do this?!”
What is she talking about? I’m a dog I can’t remember what I did earlier!
“This is ridiculous, how in the world did you manage to pull this off?!”
“Rrruff”
“Oh hush, get outside!”
Why do I always get in trouble?! I mean chances are I probably did it, but she has no proof. Any minute now she’s gonna come out the back door yelling at me because of the garbage and…
“Tractor! You dumb dog! Every time I leave you here alone you get into so much trouble!”
I know she’ll forgive me if I stare at her with my big brown puppy dog eyes!
“That’s not gonna work this time!”
Man, she’s never been this mad before!
“I’ve thought about this before, and I’ve finally decided that…”
Why is she crying?! What in the world is going on?!
“I’ve finally decided that I can’t take care of you anymore. Come inside so I can feed you, then I’m taking you to the pound.”
OH MYGOD, did she really just say that?! Usually dinners my favorite part of the day, but tonight it just feels depressing, knowing that it’s the last time I’ll be eating in this house. I’m sure gonna miss her!
“Ok buddy, let’s go get in the car.”
Usually I love car rides but I have a feeling this one isn’t gonna be quite as fun.
“We’re here, Tractor. I love you!”
This is it? You’re just gonna leave me here on this door step? You’re not even gonna bring me inside? You didn’t even say bye, well I’m not like that, so bye and I love you too.


A few hours after that a young man in his twenties saw Tractor on the door step. He stopped his car, got out, and brought him home. Tractor was really confused. He had no clue what was going on. But Tractor made a promise to himself that if this man was adopting him he would try his best to be the best dog ever! When he got to the mans house Tractor found out that he had a Weimaraner named Cooper, a wife, and a 7 year old little girl. It only took about 2 weeks for Tractor to fell at home. Then one day about 3 years later the man took Tractor to Petsmart. Tractor smelled something familiar, and then he saw her! Tractor saw his old owner; she was there with a man, a baby, and a beagle puppy. She looked at him, and he saw a single tear fall down her cheek, then she turned her head and walked away with her ‘new’ family. That was the last time he ever saw her. He thought about her from time to time, but he was happy with his family and loved all of them, and they loved him!