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Stray Puppy.

John’s Dad brought home a young Fox Terrier it was the boy’s birthday and Dad had a few words with John’s Mum. Both agreed it would be a good thing for the boy to learn early in life to be responsible for an animal. Dad asked among his friends if any of them had puppies at home and would they sell him one for his son. One of Dad’s workmates said, “I have a Fox Terrier bitch she had a litter of puppies six weeks ago. Most of them I have placed in a good home but one puppy dog is still waiting for a home.”

Dad and his workmate agreed for a few shillings the boy could have the dog. The look on John’s face as his Dad came home with the small brown and white Fox Terrier puppy. John’s Mum said you must feed him and take him for walks your Dad will bathe him once a month I do not want any Doggy smells in my house. John agreed with his Mum and promised to look after the dog. All went well for a few weeks. The boy fed and gave water for his puppy to drink and with his Dad he taught the dog to lie down for the Queen, to roll over allowing John to rub his belly.

One day John left the garden gate open as left for school. The puppy which he had named Wag because the puppy wagged its tale as soon as he saw John. For the first few weeks Mum even allowed the puppy to sleep on the floor next to John’s bed. Later when he gets older he will sleep in the kitchen. This pleased John very much and he was happy to have his puppy sleeping in his bedroom.

 John came home from school and found his Mum on the road calling out Wag’s name. Wag she called again and again but the puppy was nowhere to be seen. John changed his school clothes and after eating his teatime meal went out to look for Wag, John looked everywhere. He knew all of the roads around his house but he could not find Wag. The only other place was the woods but John’s Mum had told him that he was never to go into the woods on his own. John told himself it would not matter if I go into the woods just this once to look for my puppy Wag.

John did not have to look far there was Wag enjoying the small pieces of meat that the Fairies were giving him. Overjoyed at seeing that Wag was all right he called out, “ Wag, here boy, good dog come to Johnny.” Wag on hearing John’s voice, wagged his tail; one of the Fairies thought that its tail would fall off if he waved it much more. Wag sprang up into John’s arms and licked his face. Many of the fairies were disappointed at the thought that wag would go home with the boy.

Her Majesty Queen Feeanna had been watching the Fairies making sure that they did not over feed the puppy. John waved goodbye to the Fairies the Puppy Wag safely tucked under his arm he made his way home. Queen Feeanna waved her magic wand and John and Wag forgot all about the fairies and Fairland. On his arrival back home not only his Mum but also his Dad were standing by the front gate waiting for him. Dad said, “You found him then where was he.” Jonny replied he sprang into my arms in one of the roads somewhere at the back of the house. John was not telling fibs he really thought that Wag was in one of the streets and had found him. It was just as well for both John’s Mum and Dad did not believe in Fairies