Emily's POV
I brought Dakota inside and he ran towards a fallen canvas. He barked at it until I came and picked it up. It turned out to be an old Bob Ross painting I made following one of his tutorials. "Never thought my dog would have a good taste in art." I joked to myself. I walked over and sat on my black leather couch. Dakota jumped on and set his head on my leg as I watched the news.

Might as well get something to eat. I thought to myself, opening my fridge.

I got out pasta sauce, cheese and some pizza dough. I rolled out the dough, spread the sauce and sprinkled some shredded cheese atop it. I popped it inside my oven and opened Dakota's bag.

I pulled out his bowl and dry food and dumped some food into his bowl. I set it on the ground, but Dakota dragged it towards the couch and ate there. I couldn't help laughing, startling Dakota. "Sorry, buddy." I said, bending down to pet him. I took his collar off and put it on my coffee table.

After 15 minutes, I took my pizza out the oven and got my pizza cutter. I cut 8 slices and put 3 on my plate. I switched the T.V on and watched some Adventure Time because it was playing.

I put the rest of the pizza in the fridge and noticed Dakota pawing and barking at the door. "C'mon boy." I said, getting his collar and putting it on him. I attached his leash to his collar and locked the door.
I took him to the beach and he did his business in the bushes. I cleaned up after him and we walked on the sand along the seashore. "It's nice out today." I said to myself, scratching Dakota's chin.
After an hour or two on the beach, we went home at about 7:30.
I took his leash and collar off and carried him up the stairs once we got home. I set him on his bed next to mine, and went to the washroom.
After a few minutes, I came out in a fuzzy white shirt that said 'Unstoppable', as well as grey pj's with small foxes on them. "Night, boy." I said, turning the light off and hopping into bed. He barked, and I slowly drifted off to sleep.

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Dakota's POV

I was inside a nice, comfy and cozy house. I saw a painting, and there was a bird on it, but it fell.

"Come back, bird!" I yipped, pawing at the painting.

"Never thought my dog would have a good taste in art." My lady said, picking the painting up and putting it somewhere.

She sat down on a comfy looking couch, so I followed. I was tired, so I decided to rest on her leg for a while. She got up and started making some food, which made me realize something. I hadn't eaten for the entire day! Except for breakfast. 

She plopped a food bowl down for me, but I wanted to eat on the soft carpet near the couch. So, I dragged it there. She started laughing, which completely caught me off guard, and I thought I was under attack. She came over and pet me, along with putting my collar on the table. 

After a few minutes of eating, I got a weird feeling in my stomach. Uh oh. I thought. I ran to the door, trying to get it open. "OPEN YOU STUPID THING! DANG PAWZ!!" I yipped.

My lady put my collar on me and we went to the beach. I took my sweet, sweet time doing my VERY, VERY important business.

After what seemed like forever walking on the sand, we went home. But I was very tired, so I flopped onto the floor.

She picked me up and plopped me on a soft bed that I loved. It was super soft, and I was so tired. My lady said goodnight, and so did I. I curled up into a small, furry ball and fell asleep.

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So uh...

A short chapter I've been trying to publish for a while now. YAY!

Anyway, hope you enjoyed and uh... Stay safe, I guess. 

:3

-Audrey