I looked around for an empty house just as Mayzie has said. I spotted a house that looked a little cracked and not that sturdy. I wasn't sure if I wanted to go into the house. But sure I did make up my mind; the house!
I started walking toward the house. I tried to pushed the door open but it wouldn't budge. Ugh, locked! I growled in frustration. I hit my body on the door as hard as I could, but nothing would do.
Last thing I knew I saw Mayzie standing in front of me, biting the door knob. I opened my mouth to say something, but the door came wide open. I said a thank you to Mayzie as I got into the house.
Wow, I didn't know how tired I was!!!!! I curled up into a ball and dreamed. I woke up from the dream a couple hours (or whatever they r called) later.
I decided I hated the life as a stray and wanted to live with Mayzie. Yes, I want to live with Mayzie (more than anything.)
If I couldn't stay with Mayzie, what else would I do? Continue this life or find another home? I was sure there was more better homes around here, but I doubt it. I know, I know, I know. If you doubt is is a 30 percent chance that your wrong.

A/N: SO SORRY OF THIS CHAPTER IS SORT. I DONT REALLY LIKE SORT CHAPTERS SO..YEAH. CANT WAIT TO SEE WHAT MY IDEAS IS FOR MY NEXT CHAPTER. (I RLLY WONDER WHAT IDEAS WILL COME!) SO HAVE FUN AND HAVE A NICE DAY! ;-) AND THAT PICTURE ABOVE IS A PICTURE OF SAMANTHA AS A YOUNG PUPPY. THIS BOOK IS DEDICATED TO MY DOG NAMED SAMANTHA AND MY NEIGHBOR DOG MAYZIE.