On a clear morning one Spring day. Bizzy the Dog wished to go play.



He was supposed to wait for his boy to awake, although nothing could

wake him, except an earthquake!

So he leap toward the kitchen, with his tail spinning round, to slurp up some water before he went to town.

But he knocked over his water, it spilled on the floor, so he sashayed on the water, to the flap in the door

He pushed his paws through the flap, to reach the outside, but Bizzy got stuck, since he was too wide.

So he used his front paws to pull himself through, and rolled in the dirt, since it's fun to do.

While he spun in the dirt, watching dust swirl around, Bizzy spied a bug run and hide underground.

He kicked back his paws, like a bull in a fight, and barked at the bug, when it jumped from his sight.

Bizzy looked for the bug, until his eyes crossed, one minute there, the next minute lost!

Well, that was that, the bug would not play. So Bizzy decided to be on his way.

He heard his paws hit the sidewalk, as he pranced along. Plop, plop, de bop, bop, like the beat of

a song.

Then Bizzy saw Mr. Tom Cat! He jumped in the air, and was gone, just like that!

Now, Mr. Tom Cat found it easy to hide. So Bizzy amused swung his tail, side to side.

Then, Mr. Tom Cat reappeared from the air! His green eyes peered at Bizzy against his black

hair.

' Spizz! , Meow!'�, cried the cat, his ears flat on his head. He was ready to fight, much to Bizzy's

dread.

"Grrr ,Ruff!", growled Bizzy, lifting his paw in a curl, then Mr. Tom Cat swung his paw with a

twirl.

Bizzy jumped back, protecting his eyes, and snapped at the cat, much to his surprise
The tom cat jumped high from the ground. Then ran out of sight, without making a sound.

Bizzy followed the cat's scent to the trunk of a tree. He could smell the tom cat, now, where

could he be?

Bizzy wondered if maybe, Mr.Tom Cat could fly since Bizzy can't catch a cat in the sky.

He thought of his boy as he smelled by the tree, too bad he could smell what he could not see

Bizzy hoped his boy would not awake, since now he knew he made a mistake.

So, he kicked back his paws and went on his way.

Bizzy, the dog, loved a spring day.

He dashed along his mind on the creek. He liked to go there, he would just have a peek.

When he got to the creek he smelled the fresh grass, then tasted the water, clear as new glass.

As he tasted the water from the creek bed, he saw the reflection of a dogs' head.

He turned his head sideways, not sure what to do.

But when Bizzy's head turned, the dogs' head turned too!

Bizzy barked at the dog, but his body felt weak, then he tried to run backwards, and slipped in

the creek!

Slip, slither, slide, he fell in with a splash! Down, down to the bottom he went until he crashed!

His head under water, he could see mud below, he paddled and pulled, but his paw would not go!

The busy pup's paw was stuck in the mud, his fur matted and covered in crud.

He thought of his boy as he tugged and he tugged. His boy might wake up, and need to be

hugged.

Bizzy saw fish swimming around, he had to go up, but his paw held him down.
He pulled his paw one time, then two times, then three!

He pulled and he pulled, until he pulled his paw free!

Bizzy paddled and paddled his paws did not stop. He paddled and paddled his way to the top.
He popped out of the water, and in spite of a cough, jumped on the ground, and began to run off

Bizzy took off at full speed, he could run mighty fast. He ran with such speed, he was home in a

flash.

So glad to be home, and at his front door, Bizzy flipped through the flap, and spun on the

floor. Tongue hanging out, and still soaking wet, Bizzy climbed upon his boy's bed for a pet.


"Oh! Boy! You are stinky!'� is what is boy said, 'Get down stinky dog. You are wet, on my bed!'�

Then the busy's Dogs' boy took him out for a scrub.

He brushed out his hair, and gave him a hug.

Oh! He loved his boy so! The busy dog thought.

Then he thought of the toys, and the food his boy bought.

Bizzy let his boy know when he left home again, however most of the time,

he took his best friend.

He thought he should wait for his boy to awake, although nothing could wake except an

earthquake!



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