The Adventures Of Tiger Eye: A Puppy's Story

When I was born, I was born to a poor family. They couldn’t take care of me because they didn’t have the money to keep me fed. So my owners took me in a car on a warm day to the nearby Wal-Mart and sat there and sold me. These are my adventures in my puppyhood.

 

My name is Tiger Eye, and I was born on February 20^th, 2011.  I’m a Chihuahua/Terrier mix. I’m not going to tell you how old I am, so do the math. I have stripes like a tiger all over my body. I have white fur paws. My stripes are where I got my name. I now live with another dog, Ruby, and two great Masters, Nora and Lizzie. Sometimes my Master, Nora’s, mother comes over and brings her dog, Tiberius. Tiberius’s mom is the one who found me these great owners. Her name is yet unknown to me still.

 

Anyways, I should tell you how Tiberius’s mom found me.

 

Let me take you back to March 13, 2011. I was almost a month old, and had already been sold to a couple of people. When they took me to their house, it was like a trailer, but smaller.  Their house was crowded with stuff, and the children that were there kept tugging and pulling on my tale. So when they were gone, I found myself a whole in the wall and walked straight out. I know I probably shouldn’t have, but it was just not the environment that I would like to live in. Where I am now is the greatest that I’ve ever been in my whole life.

 

Anyways, back to leaving the Heimers. Yes, that’s what their last name was, apparently. When I left, I had to endure some really cold temperatures. I was in Arkansas, and it was what, early March? There were temperatures that went down to 15 degrees Fahrenheit. In other words, it was -17 Celsius. Yes, I learned how to do the Celsius. I found it easier to use the Celsius than the Fahrenheit did. Unlike other dogs that I now know.

 

So I walked about 5 or 10 blocks per day, trying to find food and shelter each time I stopped. I found some people that took me in for a night. But they were the kind of people that would be likely to kill me or sell me again, so I left them, during the night. Then I went to the downtown part of this town that I now lived in. Everywhere I looked, there were people. No dogs, but many people. So I decided that I should walk through town and try not to get run over.

 

I walked up 3 gigantic hills and found an area with a lot of grass. By now, I really needed to take care of some business. So I squatted down at this tall, smelly thing that went about two feet above my head. It stank a lot too. It was purple and had many things coming out at the top.

 

After I took care of my business at the smelly thing in the grassy area, I walked across this bridge that went over a bunch of frozen water. I almost wanted to go down there and get myself something to drink, but decided it wouldn’t do well for me. Who knows what would have happened down there. And I didn’t see any way for me to get back up to this grassy mainland.

 

So I walked across the bridge and turned right. I then went up the next street that came across the street that I was on. I looked up and saw a weird red 8 sided shape with STOP on it. I then looked up higher and saw that the 8 sided shape had two four sided shapes, but this time they were green. One had Twin Springs, and the other said Main St. I walked on the road that Twin Springs pointed to. It turned out to be a hill. So I turned at this corner with another red eight sided shape saying STOP. On top of this thing, there were two more green shapes saying Twin Springs and Jefferson. I turned right on the one that said Jefferson. The next street that Jefferson went across was a huge one. It was twice the size, with 4 lanes for these humongous things rode across. These things had four wheels and had people in the windows. Some were green, black, blue, white, or gold. Some were bigger than others were. Some were shiny, some were dull. Some had lots and lots of dirt on the backs.

 

So I waited until these huge things stopped coming down that hill street called Main, then ran as fast as I could across the Main street and ran down to a creek that went along side this road. I went into the water and drank. It tasted kind of mushy, there were rocks at  the bottom. Then I saw these things floating in the water. I stepped on one of them, and it hurt! They were shaped oddly, I thought. They were orange in color, and had a hard skin. I guess it was something to shield them from somethings, so I leaved them alone. I went back up the land and back onto the road that I was previously on.

 

I turned onto the next road, which the green thing on top of the red thing said was E Central St. I ran up there as fast as I could possibly try to, and found that this street was a larger hill than that Twin Springs street was. But there was no way of turning off. I didn’t want to go into the forest because of my experience in the creek.

Author's Note

So Tiger Eye is my puppy. So I wrote this story for him. In his point of view. Just to be clear, I'm not nearly done with this story yet. Just a starter.

How did you like it? Honestly, how did you like it?

Reviews

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Honestly, it wad a really interesting piece. It shows a lot of your puppy's history, which, by the way, it is fact or fiction? It sounded real!
LOLZ. I hope you finish. It sounds like a gnarly idea.