MY NEW HOME
by Lucy (as told to Nancy Woods)
It was the worst day of my life. I was so sad and so scared. I had lived with Betty forever – six years. I knew something was wrong when a neighbor came to the house and said that Betty had died. I had no idea what that meant but I knew it was bad as the neighbor was crying. The next day she took me to a huge park with lots of dogs to find me a new home. People came and looked at me and I put on my happy face but I didn’t feel happy. So very sad. A lady stopped and immediately hugged me and said, “This is just the dog I’ve been looking for. Look at her tail wagging a mile a minute.” What, my tail? I thought my best features were my big brown eyes and cute floppy ears. But my tail?
I heard that her name was Nancy. She drove me to her house then hurried to get a black dog named Inky, just a little bigger than me. We went for a walk up the hill then back to the house. I guess it was kind of like a meet and greet. When we went in the house I saw a basket filled with my favorite things – squeaky toys and bones. It made me feel a little less sad. That night we slept together on her big bed and snuggled up.
We settled into a routine – Nancy, me and sister Inky. We went on walks and I made new friends like Chewy and Ginger. Over time, I began to feel more at home. I wagged my tail all the time. The best thing happened at Christmas. Under the tree were two large bones, one for Inky and one for me. I was so excited. Nancy said that Santa brought my bone but I knew it was really from her. She knew exactly what gift I would love.
Time passed and I wanted to do something special for Nancy – show her how much I love her besides just wagging my tail. I had the perfect idea. I buried my Christmas bone on our bed under her pillow. When she found it she laughed, hugged me said how sweet it was of me to give her such a precious gift. I’m not sad or scared anymore. I am loved. And I love my new home.
Nancy Woods is a writer living in California.