I think we shoud call halloween Harvestine, because the word halloween sounds spooky. And, the meaning of halloween now means pretty much the same thing as dress up and be scary, gross, creepy, and freakish. Halloween is fun, but I don't like the actual meaning of it. That's why I don't like going trick-or-treating. I don't like it when people dress up as scary, bloody, or gory things. Once my six year old "Little buddy" dressed up as a grim reaper or something like that. I got grossed out because you could you could pump fake blood through the face mask. Disgusting!
Anyway, I'm going to be one of the Inseparable BF2s, but without the ski goggles. I would go to the church's disco party for JH and HS, but my mom doesn't want drive me there so I can't go. Oh well. I get to go to Megan's house for a party instead. It'll be so fun! I'll get to go apple bobbing for my second time ever!
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Thursday, October 26, 2006
God's Supers, GSG, and MGSG
Now, I will reveal my secret identity to the world and let everyone know I'm a Christian! I want to start a club with my friends called the GSG, Gospel Surf Girls, and now we could make shirts for that like we did for our costume. We could also go meet at the beach and play and pray around, and have my mom teach us how to surf. That would be awesome! I will have to talk with my mom and friends about it. My little sister and I talked about her starting a club called MGSG, the Mini Gospel Surf Girls with her friends. If we both start our clubs, then we can meet together, hang out together, and read God's word together. I think I should really get my friends and tell them about this idea.
So long!
So long!
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Night of the....Superheroes!!! II (Dadadaaaa!)
Finally! Tonight is (Dadadaaaa!) the Night of the Superheroes! And yes, the fate of the Candy Bar does rest in my hands! I must save it! Or, rather eat it! I must call together my two partners and we will form....... The Inseparable BF2s!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Together will we save the world!!!!!And then, we will unmask ourselves in front of the other supers, so that they will know who we are and warn us when there is someone plotting against us!
Joined, the supers will all become....
God's Supers!
The city is in dire need of a hero!
I am that hero!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!(Dadadadannn!)
Joined, the supers will all become....
God's Supers!
The city is in dire need of a hero!
I am that hero!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!(Dadadadannn!)
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Night of the....Superheroes!!! (Dada)
Tomorrow, all the supers will come out and meet at a church! Yes, It will be spectacular. If you wish to go, dress up like a super! I, for one, am becoming a super not only to save the world, but also to get a super-size candy bar!! Every super in uniform will get a candy bar. I have to decide, to be a pumpkin-head, or not to be a pumpkin-head, that is the question. Maybe I'll just be something else.
My Powers? Oh, well, um... Aha!! I've got it! I can.......
To be continued.......
Monday, October 23, 2006
BLOGGING
I don't know why I'm still blogging, 'cause class is over. Maybe because it's fun. I don't know! I got to teach someone how to blog, and they like it, so maybe that's why I want to blog. Or maybe I just do it to waste some time, practice typing, and communicate with friends. I like being able to put pictures up, and write about cool things I've done, going to do, or that I'm doing. I also like being able to write about what I love. Speaking of what I love, my dog's sitting right next to me. She's so cute!!!
Uh-oh, I have to go!
Bye!
Uh-oh, I have to go!
Bye!
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Babysitting
Today was pretty fun. I went to someone's house to help someone watch her kids. Then some other moms dropped their kids off, so then we had to watch 6 kids instead of 2. There was only 1 girl, but she fit in with the boys just fine. The oldest kid there was a 4-year old, and 2 kids had to take a nap. The little kids only wanted to have a snack, and then watch a movie. The 4-year old wanted to play outside and have a snack and watch a movie. The movie was "Dave and the Giant Pickle" from VeggieTales. After the movie I read them a "Winnie the Pooh" story, "Red Fish, Blue Fish, One Fish, Two Fish" from Dr. Seuss. Then the 4-year old wanted me to read him Calvin and Hobbes.
Then I had to get my schoolwork done. Oh well. I got paid $25 for having fun.
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
The Lake
This weekend was so awesome! I got to go to the same lake as before, but this time with student Leadership from church! We got cabins on the other side of the lake, and I thought that the cabins were like hotels! My dad came and brought our boat, so then we had two, because another guy, A Coast Guard, brought his boat too.
On the way to the lake, we saw two wild boars! They were like pink pigs with tusks. There was also some black tarantulas, owls, white mice, and bats. I also got within a yard of the rabbits. They were so cute! But the deer were much cuter, though. One doe came up to me on her own and sniffed and licked my hand! Then someone came out of the cabin and the doe ran a few yards away. I went inside, and then went out the back door, and the deer were up the hill a little ways, watching me. This time the doe brought her two fawns, both were baby bucks. I got chips and started to walk towards them, and the fawns backed away, but the doe stayed. She came closer, and I finally got her near the stairs. Then, I would feed her chips, and while she was chewing, I reached out to pet her. I pet her a few times, and then the two fawns came over, and I got to hand feed only one of them, before they shied away. That was so awesome, being able to enjoy God's creation like that.
We got to go wakebording, and I was the only one who waterskiied. This time, I actually got to stay up on the wakeboard for a few minutes. After taking everyone out on the boat, we had lunch and went tubing and Sea-Dooing. I had so much fun! I'm so glad I got to go.
On the way to the lake, we saw two wild boars! They were like pink pigs with tusks. There was also some black tarantulas, owls, white mice, and bats. I also got within a yard of the rabbits. They were so cute! But the deer were much cuter, though. One doe came up to me on her own and sniffed and licked my hand! Then someone came out of the cabin and the doe ran a few yards away. I went inside, and then went out the back door, and the deer were up the hill a little ways, watching me. This time the doe brought her two fawns, both were baby bucks. I got chips and started to walk towards them, and the fawns backed away, but the doe stayed. She came closer, and I finally got her near the stairs. Then, I would feed her chips, and while she was chewing, I reached out to pet her. I pet her a few times, and then the two fawns came over, and I got to hand feed only one of them, before they shied away. That was so awesome, being able to enjoy God's creation like that.
We got to go wakebording, and I was the only one who waterskiied. This time, I actually got to stay up on the wakeboard for a few minutes. After taking everyone out on the boat, we had lunch and went tubing and Sea-Dooing. I had so much fun! I'm so glad I got to go.
Monday, October 16, 2006
Revised story
Mutt vs. the Dogcatcher
London, England is home to a lot of stray dogs. Not one of those stray dogs is a King Charles Spaniel, because King Charles made those dogs like royalty.since he did that, lots more dogs have been kicked out of homes to make room for the King Charles Spaniel. The dogcatcher rules the streets with an iron net. He’s caught most of the dogs except for a few elderly dogs, little puppies, about two middle-aged dogs, and Mutt. The dogcatcher now considers Mutt his worst enemy.
Mutt is about two years old, and is very cute. His coat is scraggly and scruffy and one ear is straight and the other is floppy. His fur is gray, with a few black hairs. His eyes are very intriguing; they seem to see inside of you. The color of his eyes is amber. He has a waggly tail, just like in the song, “How Much Is That Doggie In The Window?”
One of Mutt’s habits is to tease the dogcatcher whenever he tries to catch him. Mutt also loves to chase cats, bark at cats, and tease them. One of the best and most fun ways to get meat is to steal it from the butcher. When he returns to the alley he calls home, he wishes he had a family to play with.
Mutt is very daring; sneaky, cocky, brave, and risky, and he loves to take on any challenge. Mutt is very lovable and loving. He is also very funny and playful. His favorite pastime is trying to teach Scamp, a puppy, how to find food.
The dogcatcher is a very mean and cruel man. He’s always yelling, sneering or cursing. The dogcatcher is also very dumb. Whenever anybody important says something, he scratches his head, looks confused, and says “Duuuuhhhhh.” He’s also always ready for a call. Since most of the dogs have already been caught, most of the calls are about Mutt. The dogcatcher hates dogs, and loves cats.
The dogcatcher has a tomcat named Tom. The dogcatcher and Tom hate dogs and abuse them. Tom and Mutt are mortal enemies too. Mutt recites poems to Tom, and he gets really mad. The dogcatcher has blond spiky hair that sticks out from the hat he’s always wearing.
One day…
Scamp and Mutt were walking along, and Mutt said, “Scamp, I’ve brought you along today to teach you how to get the best meat possible. We’re going to the butcher’s!”
“Really? Yay!! This’ll be so much fun, Uncle Mutt!”
The butcher’s was in sight when Mutt cautioned Scamp. “Shhh We have to be very quiet. Otherwise the butcher might call the dogcatcher and we won’t get any food tonight.”
When the butcher came out of his shop, both dogs started to crawl on their bellies. They were within a foot of the back door of the shop, when Scamp sneezed.
“Who’s out there? Come on out! Show yerselves! I mean it ye yellow-bellied cowards! If yer a dog, then scram! Beat it! And if yer Mutt, then I’m calling the dogcatcher!”
“Uh-oh. Uncle Mutt, what do we do? I’ve never seen the dogcatcher and I really don’t want to. I’m scared,” whimpered Scamp.
“It’ll be okay. We’ll leave now,” sighed Mutt.
“Weeeoooweeeoooweeeooo!” Went the dogcatcher’s siren.
“Finally! Yer here. They went that way! Catch them!” screamed the enraged butcher.
“I’m on it!” chuckled the dogcatcher evilly.
The dogs ran until they came to a brick wall.
“Scamp, I think you better go home.”
“Why? I want to stay with you.”
“Because. The dogcatcher is looking for you now. If he catches you, it won’t be good.”
“Fine. I’ll leave.”
“Be careful.”
“I know.”
Later on…
Piercing barks split the air! It’s a cry for help.
Those barks sound a lot like Scamp’s, Mutt realizes. Also, the sirens for the dogcatcher have stopped. Strange, Mutt thinks. Maybe I should go check it out.”
A ways away something bad had happened.
. The dogcatcher has caught Scamp and is going to use him as bait for a trap to catch Mutt!
When Mutt reaches the dogcatcher, he growls, “Let Scamp go!”
“No way, stupid dog! I’m using him as bait to trap you! Hahahahaha!”
“Ohhh. You want to trap me. Silly me. I figured you would want to have tea with me.” Mutt says sarcastically.
“Yup. Do you want cake, or ice cream, or both?"
Rolling his eyes Mutt says, “No! We’re supposed to fight for Scamp’s freedom! I was being sarcastic with the remark about tea! Geez!”
“Okey-dokey then. Let’s fight!”
“Grrrraaaarrr!!!” Growled Mutt, baring his teeth and backing the dogcatcher against a brick wall.
“Aaaaiiiieeeee!!!!!!” the dogcatcher screamed like a baby. Thump! The dogcatcher fainted!
“Ruff! Ruff! Yay! Mutt!!” cheered Scamp.
“Meow! Hiss. Groooowl! Rowww!” Howled the enraged Tom, who had seen the dogcatcher go down.
“Yipe! Save me, Mutt!” cried Scamp.
“Back away, you stupid cat!” Growled Mutt threateningly.
“Never! I will kick your butt, you dumb dog! Then I will take this darn pup here and lock him away!”
“Oh yeah? I’ll recite my own poem for you first!” challenged Scamp, knowing that Tom hated his poems. “Here it goes! Roses are red, Violets are blue, Am I sure glad I don’t look or smell like you!”
“Yowl! I hate you, you stupid puppy! Yowl!!!!!” Cried Tom as he ran to his master.
Wooowooowooowooo! That’s the police. The dogcatcher was actually Morris Bunt, the escaped criminal! The most wanted criminal in all of London!
“Great job dogs! We’ve been looking for Morris for a long time. Hey chief!” called Officer Marie.
“Yeah?” Chief answered.
“I think these dogs need a home!” she said.
“Okay, take ‘em!” he said.
“All right! You guys will like my home. There’s a big yard…”
The dogcatcher sneered, “I’ll get you Mutt if it’s the last thing I d-“
“Be quiet! Get in the car! And take your cat with you!” yelled the chief.
So the dogcatcher a.k.a. Morris Bunt finally got caught and taken back to Dartmoor prison with Tom, and Mutt and Scamp finally got a home. Mutt and Scamp lived happily ever after with Officer Marie.
THE END
London, England is home to a lot of stray dogs. Not one of those stray dogs is a King Charles Spaniel, because King Charles made those dogs like royalty.since he did that, lots more dogs have been kicked out of homes to make room for the King Charles Spaniel. The dogcatcher rules the streets with an iron net. He’s caught most of the dogs except for a few elderly dogs, little puppies, about two middle-aged dogs, and Mutt. The dogcatcher now considers Mutt his worst enemy.
Mutt is about two years old, and is very cute. His coat is scraggly and scruffy and one ear is straight and the other is floppy. His fur is gray, with a few black hairs. His eyes are very intriguing; they seem to see inside of you. The color of his eyes is amber. He has a waggly tail, just like in the song, “How Much Is That Doggie In The Window?”
One of Mutt’s habits is to tease the dogcatcher whenever he tries to catch him. Mutt also loves to chase cats, bark at cats, and tease them. One of the best and most fun ways to get meat is to steal it from the butcher. When he returns to the alley he calls home, he wishes he had a family to play with.
Mutt is very daring; sneaky, cocky, brave, and risky, and he loves to take on any challenge. Mutt is very lovable and loving. He is also very funny and playful. His favorite pastime is trying to teach Scamp, a puppy, how to find food.
The dogcatcher is a very mean and cruel man. He’s always yelling, sneering or cursing. The dogcatcher is also very dumb. Whenever anybody important says something, he scratches his head, looks confused, and says “Duuuuhhhhh.” He’s also always ready for a call. Since most of the dogs have already been caught, most of the calls are about Mutt. The dogcatcher hates dogs, and loves cats.
The dogcatcher has a tomcat named Tom. The dogcatcher and Tom hate dogs and abuse them. Tom and Mutt are mortal enemies too. Mutt recites poems to Tom, and he gets really mad. The dogcatcher has blond spiky hair that sticks out from the hat he’s always wearing.
One day…
Scamp and Mutt were walking along, and Mutt said, “Scamp, I’ve brought you along today to teach you how to get the best meat possible. We’re going to the butcher’s!”
“Really? Yay!! This’ll be so much fun, Uncle Mutt!”
The butcher’s was in sight when Mutt cautioned Scamp. “Shhh We have to be very quiet. Otherwise the butcher might call the dogcatcher and we won’t get any food tonight.”
When the butcher came out of his shop, both dogs started to crawl on their bellies. They were within a foot of the back door of the shop, when Scamp sneezed.
“Who’s out there? Come on out! Show yerselves! I mean it ye yellow-bellied cowards! If yer a dog, then scram! Beat it! And if yer Mutt, then I’m calling the dogcatcher!”
“Uh-oh. Uncle Mutt, what do we do? I’ve never seen the dogcatcher and I really don’t want to. I’m scared,” whimpered Scamp.
“It’ll be okay. We’ll leave now,” sighed Mutt.
“Weeeoooweeeoooweeeooo!” Went the dogcatcher’s siren.
“Finally! Yer here. They went that way! Catch them!” screamed the enraged butcher.
“I’m on it!” chuckled the dogcatcher evilly.
The dogs ran until they came to a brick wall.
“Scamp, I think you better go home.”
“Why? I want to stay with you.”
“Because. The dogcatcher is looking for you now. If he catches you, it won’t be good.”
“Fine. I’ll leave.”
“Be careful.”
“I know.”
Later on…
Piercing barks split the air! It’s a cry for help.
Those barks sound a lot like Scamp’s, Mutt realizes. Also, the sirens for the dogcatcher have stopped. Strange, Mutt thinks. Maybe I should go check it out.”
A ways away something bad had happened.
. The dogcatcher has caught Scamp and is going to use him as bait for a trap to catch Mutt!
When Mutt reaches the dogcatcher, he growls, “Let Scamp go!”
“No way, stupid dog! I’m using him as bait to trap you! Hahahahaha!”
“Ohhh. You want to trap me. Silly me. I figured you would want to have tea with me.” Mutt says sarcastically.
“Yup. Do you want cake, or ice cream, or both?"
Rolling his eyes Mutt says, “No! We’re supposed to fight for Scamp’s freedom! I was being sarcastic with the remark about tea! Geez!”
“Okey-dokey then. Let’s fight!”
“Grrrraaaarrr!!!” Growled Mutt, baring his teeth and backing the dogcatcher against a brick wall.
“Aaaaiiiieeeee!!!!!!” the dogcatcher screamed like a baby. Thump! The dogcatcher fainted!
“Ruff! Ruff! Yay! Mutt!!” cheered Scamp.
“Meow! Hiss. Groooowl! Rowww!” Howled the enraged Tom, who had seen the dogcatcher go down.
“Yipe! Save me, Mutt!” cried Scamp.
“Back away, you stupid cat!” Growled Mutt threateningly.
“Never! I will kick your butt, you dumb dog! Then I will take this darn pup here and lock him away!”
“Oh yeah? I’ll recite my own poem for you first!” challenged Scamp, knowing that Tom hated his poems. “Here it goes! Roses are red, Violets are blue, Am I sure glad I don’t look or smell like you!”
“Yowl! I hate you, you stupid puppy! Yowl!!!!!” Cried Tom as he ran to his master.
Wooowooowooowooo! That’s the police. The dogcatcher was actually Morris Bunt, the escaped criminal! The most wanted criminal in all of London!
“Great job dogs! We’ve been looking for Morris for a long time. Hey chief!” called Officer Marie.
“Yeah?” Chief answered.
“I think these dogs need a home!” she said.
“Okay, take ‘em!” he said.
“All right! You guys will like my home. There’s a big yard…”
The dogcatcher sneered, “I’ll get you Mutt if it’s the last thing I d-“
“Be quiet! Get in the car! And take your cat with you!” yelled the chief.
So the dogcatcher a.k.a. Morris Bunt finally got caught and taken back to Dartmoor prison with Tom, and Mutt and Scamp finally got a home. Mutt and Scamp lived happily ever after with Officer Marie.
THE END
Friday, October 13, 2006
Random Things
I don' know what to write about! Isn't that frustrating?
Oh! I just remembered something! Go to my blog, and under contributors, click on LT-man21 and you can go to somebody new's blog. I won't say their name. Some of you will know him. If you do, I bet you'll be able to guess who he is.
Oh, yeah! I'm so excited! I get to go to the same lake as I did earlier, but this time I get to go with my church's student leadership group! My dad's bringing our boat, and we'll be up there from Friday to Sunday. Scott's friend is a coast guard, and he's bringing a really cool boat, and Scott is bringing his Sea-doo, and so is another leader. We'll get to go water-skiing, wakeboarding, and tubing! It'll be awesome!
Oh! I just remembered something! Go to my blog, and under contributors, click on LT-man21 and you can go to somebody new's blog. I won't say their name. Some of you will know him. If you do, I bet you'll be able to guess who he is.
Oh, yeah! I'm so excited! I get to go to the same lake as I did earlier, but this time I get to go with my church's student leadership group! My dad's bringing our boat, and we'll be up there from Friday to Sunday. Scott's friend is a coast guard, and he's bringing a really cool boat, and Scott is bringing his Sea-doo, and so is another leader. We'll get to go water-skiing, wakeboarding, and tubing! It'll be awesome!
Thursday, October 12, 2006
Mutt vs. the Dogcatcher
Mutt vs. the Dogcatcher
London, England was home to a lot of stray dogs. One of those stray dogs was special. His name was Mutt. Mutt was special because the dogcatcher (who was actually an escaped convict from Dartmoor Prison) had never caught him. The dogcatcher had already hated dogs, but now he considers Mutt his worst enemy.
Mutt is about two years old, and is very cute. His coat is scraggly and scruffy and one ear is straight and the other is floppy. His fur is gray, with a few black hairs. His eyes are very intriguing; they seem to see inside of you. The color of his eyes is amber. He has a waggly tail, just like in the song, “How Much Is That Doggie In The Window?”
One of Mutt’s habits is to tease the dogcatcher whenever he tries to catch him. Mutt also loves to chase cats, bark at cats, and tease them. One of the best and most fun ways to get meat is to steal it from the butcher. When he returns to the alley he calls home, he wishes he had a family to play with.
Mutt is very daring; sneaky; cocky; brave; and risky; and he loves to take on any challenge. Mutt is very lovable and loving. He is also very funny and playful. His favorite pastime is trying to teach Scamp, a puppy, how to find food.
The dogcatcher is a very mean man. He’s always yelling, sneering or cursing. The dogcatcher is also very dumb. Whenever anybody important says something, he scratches his head, looks confused, and says “Duuuuhhhhh.” He’s also always ready for a call. Since most of the dogs have already been caught, most of the calls are about Mutt. The dogcatcher hates dog owners, and loves cats.
He has a tomcat named Tom. The dogcatcher and Tom hate dogs and abuse them. Tom and Mutt are mortal enemies too. The dogcatcher has blond spiky hair that sticks out from the hat he’s always wearing.
One day…
Scamp and Mutt were walking along, and Mutt said, “Scamp, I’ve brought you along today to teach you how to get the best meat possible. We’re going to the butcher’s!”
“Really? Yay!! This’ll be so much fun, Uncle Mutt!”
The butcher’s was in sight when Mutt cautioned Scamp. “Shhh We have to be very quiet. Otherwise the butcher might call the dogcatcher and we won’t get any food tonight.”
When the butcher came out of his shop, both dogs started to crawl on their bellies. They were within a foot of the back door of the shop, when Scamp sneezed.
“Who’s out there? Come on out! Show yerselves! I mean it ye yellow-bellied cowards! If yer a dog, then scram! Beat it! And if yer Mutt, then I’m calling the dogcatcher!”
“Uh-oh. Uncle Mutt, what do we do? I’ve never seen the dogcatcher and I really don’t want to. I’m scared.”
“It’ll be okay. We’ll leave now.” *sigh*
“Weeeoooweeeoooweeeooo!” Went the dogcatcher’s siren.
“Finally! Yer here. They went that way! Catch them!” screamed the enraged butcher.
“I’m on it!” chuckled the dogcatcher evilly.
The dogs ran until they came to a brick wall.
“Scamp, I think you better go home.”
“Why? I want to stay with you.”
“Because. The dogcatcher is looking for you now. If he catches you, it won’t be good.”
“Fine. I’ll leave.”
“Be careful.”
“I know."
Later on…
Piercing barks split the air! It’s a cry for help.
“Those barks sound a lot like Scamp’s.” Mutt realizes. Also, the sirens for the dogcatcher have stopped. “Strange,” Mutt thinks. “Maybe I should go check it out.”
A ways away something bad had happened.
The dogcatcher has caught Scamp and is going to use him as bait for a trap to catch Mutt!
When Mutt reaches the dogcatcher, he growls, “Let Scamp go!”
“No Way, stupid dog! I’m using him as bait to trap you! Hahahahaha!”
“Ohhh. You want to trap me. Silly me. I figured you would want to have tea with me.” Mutt says sarcastically.
“Yup. Do you want cake, or ice cream, or both?"
Rolling his eyes Mutt says, “No! We’re supposed to fight for Scamp’s freedom! I was being sarcastic with the remark about tea! Geez!”
“Okey-dokey then. Let’s fight!”
“Grrrraaaarrr!!!”
“Aaaaiiiieeeee!!!!!!” Thump (the thump and scream were both from the dogcatcher. The thump was him fainting)!
“Ruff! Ruff! Yay! Mutt!!”
Wooowooowooowooo! That’s the police. The dogcatcher was actually Morris Bunt! The most wanted criminal in all of London!
“Great job dogs! We’ve been looking for Morris for a long time. Chief!” called Officer Marie.
“Yeah?”
“I think these dogs need a home!”
“Okay, take ‘em!”
“All right! You guys will like my home. There’s a big yard…”
The dogcatcher sneered, “I’ll get you Mutt if it’s the last thing I d-“
“Be quiet! Get in the car!” yelled the chief.
So the dogcatcher I mean, Morris Bunt finally got caught, and Mutt and Scamp finally got a home. Mutt and Scamp lived happily ever after With Officer Marie!
THE END
London, England was home to a lot of stray dogs. One of those stray dogs was special. His name was Mutt. Mutt was special because the dogcatcher (who was actually an escaped convict from Dartmoor Prison) had never caught him. The dogcatcher had already hated dogs, but now he considers Mutt his worst enemy.
Mutt is about two years old, and is very cute. His coat is scraggly and scruffy and one ear is straight and the other is floppy. His fur is gray, with a few black hairs. His eyes are very intriguing; they seem to see inside of you. The color of his eyes is amber. He has a waggly tail, just like in the song, “How Much Is That Doggie In The Window?”
One of Mutt’s habits is to tease the dogcatcher whenever he tries to catch him. Mutt also loves to chase cats, bark at cats, and tease them. One of the best and most fun ways to get meat is to steal it from the butcher. When he returns to the alley he calls home, he wishes he had a family to play with.
Mutt is very daring; sneaky; cocky; brave; and risky; and he loves to take on any challenge. Mutt is very lovable and loving. He is also very funny and playful. His favorite pastime is trying to teach Scamp, a puppy, how to find food.
The dogcatcher is a very mean man. He’s always yelling, sneering or cursing. The dogcatcher is also very dumb. Whenever anybody important says something, he scratches his head, looks confused, and says “Duuuuhhhhh.” He’s also always ready for a call. Since most of the dogs have already been caught, most of the calls are about Mutt. The dogcatcher hates dog owners, and loves cats.
He has a tomcat named Tom. The dogcatcher and Tom hate dogs and abuse them. Tom and Mutt are mortal enemies too. The dogcatcher has blond spiky hair that sticks out from the hat he’s always wearing.
One day…
Scamp and Mutt were walking along, and Mutt said, “Scamp, I’ve brought you along today to teach you how to get the best meat possible. We’re going to the butcher’s!”
“Really? Yay!! This’ll be so much fun, Uncle Mutt!”
The butcher’s was in sight when Mutt cautioned Scamp. “Shhh We have to be very quiet. Otherwise the butcher might call the dogcatcher and we won’t get any food tonight.”
When the butcher came out of his shop, both dogs started to crawl on their bellies. They were within a foot of the back door of the shop, when Scamp sneezed.
“Who’s out there? Come on out! Show yerselves! I mean it ye yellow-bellied cowards! If yer a dog, then scram! Beat it! And if yer Mutt, then I’m calling the dogcatcher!”
“Uh-oh. Uncle Mutt, what do we do? I’ve never seen the dogcatcher and I really don’t want to. I’m scared.”
“It’ll be okay. We’ll leave now.” *sigh*
“Weeeoooweeeoooweeeooo!” Went the dogcatcher’s siren.
“Finally! Yer here. They went that way! Catch them!” screamed the enraged butcher.
“I’m on it!” chuckled the dogcatcher evilly.
The dogs ran until they came to a brick wall.
“Scamp, I think you better go home.”
“Why? I want to stay with you.”
“Because. The dogcatcher is looking for you now. If he catches you, it won’t be good.”
“Fine. I’ll leave.”
“Be careful.”
“I know."
Later on…
Piercing barks split the air! It’s a cry for help.
“Those barks sound a lot like Scamp’s.” Mutt realizes. Also, the sirens for the dogcatcher have stopped. “Strange,” Mutt thinks. “Maybe I should go check it out.”
A ways away something bad had happened.
The dogcatcher has caught Scamp and is going to use him as bait for a trap to catch Mutt!
When Mutt reaches the dogcatcher, he growls, “Let Scamp go!”
“No Way, stupid dog! I’m using him as bait to trap you! Hahahahaha!”
“Ohhh. You want to trap me. Silly me. I figured you would want to have tea with me.” Mutt says sarcastically.
“Yup. Do you want cake, or ice cream, or both?"
Rolling his eyes Mutt says, “No! We’re supposed to fight for Scamp’s freedom! I was being sarcastic with the remark about tea! Geez!”
“Okey-dokey then. Let’s fight!”
“Grrrraaaarrr!!!”
“Aaaaiiiieeeee!!!!!!” Thump (the thump and scream were both from the dogcatcher. The thump was him fainting)!
“Ruff! Ruff! Yay! Mutt!!”
Wooowooowooowooo! That’s the police. The dogcatcher was actually Morris Bunt! The most wanted criminal in all of London!
“Great job dogs! We’ve been looking for Morris for a long time. Chief!” called Officer Marie.
“Yeah?”
“I think these dogs need a home!”
“Okay, take ‘em!”
“All right! You guys will like my home. There’s a big yard…”
The dogcatcher sneered, “I’ll get you Mutt if it’s the last thing I d-“
“Be quiet! Get in the car!” yelled the chief.
So the dogcatcher I mean, Morris Bunt finally got caught, and Mutt and Scamp finally got a home. Mutt and Scamp lived happily ever after With Officer Marie!
THE END
Monday, October 09, 2006
Lake
This weekend was so awesome! My family and I went to a lake for the weekend with my cousin J, my Uncle R, and Natalia. We brought our boat and Roxy, even though we didn't want to leave her on shore when everyone was on the boat. She was actually very good when on shore alone though. Roxy was very content with chasing sticks, balls, and birds. She even tried to chase the 8 deer we saw! ;~D We saw 2 does and 2 fawns on Saturday, and 3 does and 1 fawn on Sunday. They were so cute! My mom took some pictures, but I don't know how good they're going to turn out.
The best part was the wakeboarding, waterskiing, and innertubing. I am a lot better at waterskiing than wakeboarding, so I stayed up on skis about 20 minutes longer. When I jumped, the backs of my skis were about a computer's height out of the water! It was the first time I've ever tried to jump.
I tried wakeboarding for only the second time, and I stayed up for about 5 minutes. The water was extremely choppy though, unlike when I was waterskiing.
We hooked up 2 tubes, so we wouldn't have to take turns. We called the rides "Bumper Tubes" because we always hit each other as if we were in bumper cars. Davis and J were on the one that's easier to stay on, and Britni and I were on the flat tube, which was harder to stay on. We asked to hit the wakes made by other boats, and when we did, I had to hold on to Britni so she wouldn't fall off. I saved her about 15 times. The lake was so awesome! I hope I can go again.
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Worship Workshop
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Soccer
I should've written this earlier, but our soccer game on Saturday was awesome! We played a really good blue team, which had about 5 All Stars on it. Amy and Megan are on my team, and in practice, some of the other girls were phsyching us out, because our first two games (which thankfully didn't count), we lost by a lot. The game before though, we won, but only because the other team did a handball in the box in the 4th quarter.
This game, we all knew, was going to be a challenge. The first quarter, Amy and I were out, so we watched to find out who was their greatest player. We soon found, that #8, the coaches daughter was. She was a midfielder, so I knew that If I was defense, I'd have to watch her. When I came in the coach put me in midfield. #8 was out. A girl on our team I'm going to call her teammateA, scored in the first quarter, but then the blue team got a goal off a corner kick in the second.
The rest of the game I was defense. The blue team scored another goal, and then Megan scored one. After that, It was teammateA who scored our third goal. In the 4th quarter, Amy scored. Then, our last goal was scored by teammateA. We had won against maybe the best team in the league 5-2! It was the best game ever.
Monday, October 02, 2006
My Descriptive Essay
All right. I revised my essay, so here it is! I hope you like it.
Roxy
My best non-human friend is my dog Roxy, the best good-natured yellow lab ever. She is smaller than most labs because of her mom. I never met her mom or dad, but I know that her mom was small, and her dad was big. Roxy is more of a yellowish-white color than anything else. Her ears are like a piece of golden velvet. Her tail is like a flag that announces her moods (usually happiness). She is so fun to cuddle with because she just curls up and falls asleep with her head on your lap. Roxy is like a girl version of Air Bud (from the movies), because she loves to play soccer, basketball, baseball, football and tennis. The only sport that Air Bud can’t do but Roxy does is surfing.
Roxy is a Labrador Retriever, which means she loves the water. One of her favorite spots to go is the beach. I take Roxy to the beach mainly to get her tired out with a tennis ball. I usually pack two to three tennis balls, and Roxy always loses at least one. The one(s) that we bring back are covered in sand. It looks as if we had made perfect sand balls and brought them home. That’s because Roxy grabs them, and if we don’t try to take it away, she’ll start digging all around it. I don’t know what she’s doing, but it’s fun to watch. That gets her all sandy too. The surfboards also entertain Roxy, because she always takes at least one wave on my board. While she’s in the water, her flag (tail) is up and waving happily. If she could smile, it would be from ear to soggy ear. When she gets out of the water she stinks! She smells as bad as rotten eggs. The smell is a choking stench. On the drive home, the car is filled with the wet dog stink.
When we get home, I have to give Roxy a bath. Roxy would love to have baths banned. When she takes a bath, she would pout if she could, but she can’t, so she gives me those heart-wrenching puppy eyes. Her usually proud flag is hidden between her legs. When the bath is over, we have to wrap her up in her doggie blanket and lay her down on her doggie bed. She sometimes falls asleep, and other times she looks trapped. When I go to bed, she’s always right there behind me, waiting to be invited to join me up on my bed. I scratch her fuzzy tummy, and then we go to sleep.
Roxy
My best non-human friend is my dog Roxy, the best good-natured yellow lab ever. She is smaller than most labs because of her mom. I never met her mom or dad, but I know that her mom was small, and her dad was big. Roxy is more of a yellowish-white color than anything else. Her ears are like a piece of golden velvet. Her tail is like a flag that announces her moods (usually happiness). She is so fun to cuddle with because she just curls up and falls asleep with her head on your lap. Roxy is like a girl version of Air Bud (from the movies), because she loves to play soccer, basketball, baseball, football and tennis. The only sport that Air Bud can’t do but Roxy does is surfing.
Roxy is a Labrador Retriever, which means she loves the water. One of her favorite spots to go is the beach. I take Roxy to the beach mainly to get her tired out with a tennis ball. I usually pack two to three tennis balls, and Roxy always loses at least one. The one(s) that we bring back are covered in sand. It looks as if we had made perfect sand balls and brought them home. That’s because Roxy grabs them, and if we don’t try to take it away, she’ll start digging all around it. I don’t know what she’s doing, but it’s fun to watch. That gets her all sandy too. The surfboards also entertain Roxy, because she always takes at least one wave on my board. While she’s in the water, her flag (tail) is up and waving happily. If she could smile, it would be from ear to soggy ear. When she gets out of the water she stinks! She smells as bad as rotten eggs. The smell is a choking stench. On the drive home, the car is filled with the wet dog stink.
When we get home, I have to give Roxy a bath. Roxy would love to have baths banned. When she takes a bath, she would pout if she could, but she can’t, so she gives me those heart-wrenching puppy eyes. Her usually proud flag is hidden between her legs. When the bath is over, we have to wrap her up in her doggie blanket and lay her down on her doggie bed. She sometimes falls asleep, and other times she looks trapped. When I go to bed, she’s always right there behind me, waiting to be invited to join me up on my bed. I scratch her fuzzy tummy, and then we go to sleep.
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