we decide to go to the park. there we find some little puppies being given away for free. "aww! puppies!" i say running to see. i spot a little Dalmatian. "how much for the Dalmatian?" asks Alex. "its free dummy cant u see the sign?" i laugh. the old lady smiles. "you want it you may take it" she says. I agree and grab the little pup. "its a boy! which means spot is going to be his name!" i say happily as spot licks me. the old lady gives me a bag with stuff filled fir dogs. "why are you giving them away miss?" i ask her. "im getting old~ which means if I die who will care for these cuties- I want then to have a good home so I can rest in piece knowing their ok" she says happily. "i saw you have a good and kind soul- you deserve spit" she says smiling. (haha! i named it spot not spit) i think. "haha- hes spot..not spit-" i laugh. "thats right sorry-" she says laughing. "i know! we'll tell some peole about you that we think are good so they can come and have one!" i suggest. "thats fine hunny..you dont have to help me" she says. "but i have to! you let me have such a cute dog! so I'll help! lets go Alex!" i say pulling him. (its like a mission!)
after a few hours of helping people come to the old lady and get good healthy puppues for free she was really happy. "all of them have found a good home now! and they all looked like wonderful people" says the old lady. "yea, they sure did! i hope they take good care of them~" I say smiling. "weve got to go" says Alex. "ah- ok" I say. I turn to the old lady and she's gone. "what? she's- gone? how? she was right here!" I say looking around. "maybe God already took her~" says Alex. I look at the sky. theres a heart shaped cloud. "yea! hope she loves it up there with him" I say as we head home.
"bye Alex!" I say closing the door. i go to my room and start writing in my book. I look a spots. (I forgot I was going to show you to my mother). I go to Down stairs and spot my mom sleeping on the couch. "hey mom- mom wake up!" I say shaking her. she opens her eyes. "is that a dog?! who let-" all of a sudden my moms expression changes from mad to nice. "what a cute dog! what did you name him?" she asks smiling. "huh?" I say confused. "well? whats his Name?" she asks again. "s-spot" I say. "cute! how did you get him?" she asks. "this sweet old lady was giving him away along with other pups" i say nervous. "that's nice" she says. "oh honey- go to my room and being 20$ and go to the store to get a 12 pack of pepsi, I would go but I'm a bit sick" she says coughing. I nod and head to sher name. i look around and cant find her wallet. I look under the pillow just in case she was lazy not to put it up. I find a small cartboard box under her pillow. I open it and spot a photo of my mom and dad and in between them was me and a grown up Dalmatian. (my mom had a Dalmatian too! ). i search for more and find a collar with the name 'spot'. (no way! she also named hers spot!)( she had a dog too! maybe it died so when she saw my spot she couldn't help being mad. "what are you doing?"
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