A friendship that can live for a life time
What if Hunter was found by a boy before being captured by animal control? I don't own the Road Rovers characters but my own.
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Summer had come into the United-States, and in a junior school a boy with blonde hair and blue eyes was sitting in his desk as he looked outside the window. His name was Max Tyler and he was ten years old. He was wearing a black shirt underneath a white jacket, blue pants and white runners with blue stripes on them. Max was a kid that didn't have many friends at school, for he could never seem to get along with them very well.
Max lives with an overly protective mother that hates dogs and any other kind of pet, except cats. They had five cats in their house and Max's mother planes on taking in another cat. Max was getting sick and tired of having cats around the house, for just once in his life he would like to have a dog for a pet. The bell ranged as a signal for the students to go home.
Max gathered up his books and placed them inside his backpack. His backpack was a dark blue with black patterns on it. The straps on the backpack were black. Max swung his backpack onto his back and started walking out of the class room, but he was suddenly pushed out of the way by the other kids. The kids gave Max a glare as they walked past him. Max cast his eyes down at the ground so he wouldn't look at their eyes. Once all the children had filed out, Max was the last one to walk out from the classroom. Max soon stepped outside the doors that lead to freedom. It was the beginning of summer vacation and Max was already sick of it before it had even begun.
Max walked down the stairs and headed to the side walk that would lead him straight to home. Max kicked a stone that was in his way with a sour look on his face.
"It's just not fair!" he grumbled as he looks down at the ground with a scowl. "Everyone has a friend while I don't! I only live with my cat loving mother, whose over protective of me, and I can't seem too make one single friend in school."
Just then he stopped as he came to a dark alley and he looks down it. Max decided to take the long way home, he wasn't ready to go home to his overly protective mother just yet. Max soon stepped into the alley, unaware of the dangers that lurk within the darkness. Max kept walking down the alley with the same scowl on his face.
"When I grow up, I'm going to get a dog." Max grumbled again in an angry voice. "A pure breed Bull Dog or an Afghan hound, and mom can keep her cats to herself!"
Just then Max heard a growl in front of him and he quickly stopped in his tracks. Standing in front of him was a fierce looking Doberman with a scare on its face. Max gulps as he slowly backs up a step; he knew that stray dogs would wonder into alleyways searching for food to eat, and this was one of the worse times to meet one in any alleyway. The Doberman looked really hungry as it glared at Max as it advanced towards the boy.
"Nice doggy" Max said as he felt his legs shake underneath him. "I'm just passing through and I'm not really that good to eat, I mean…I'm just skin and bones."
The Doberman didn't seem to listen to the boy as it kept advancing towards him. Max was trying to get his legs to move but it seemed like they had been paralyzed in fear. The dog was about to leap towards Max but another dog had quickly jumped out from one of the trash bins and stood in front of the Doberman. Max was taken off guard by the new dog that had suddenly jumped in front of him. The dog that was a standing in front of him was a Golden Retriever mixed breed. The dog had a few light patches on his body. The first light patch was under and around the dogs muzzle and ended to his throat, a light blonde spotted patch on his back and the tip of his tail. Around the dogs neck was a red collar with a small golden dog-tag. In the dogs mouth was a tennis-ball as the Golden Retriever he growled at the Doberman. The Doberman didn't seem fazed by this new dog that suddenly appeared before it as it kept coming closer to Max with a look on hunger on its face.
Max backed up another step with a frightened look on his face. The Golden Retriever suddenly spat the tennis-ball at the Doberman and it had sent the dog flying across the alley way, much to Max's surprise. Once the tennis ball came back to the Golden Retriever that Max suddenly go his movement back, and he knew that he should get out of this place quickly before that Doberman came around. The Golden Retriever mixed breed seemed to have read his mind as it picked up the tennis ball in his mouth, and started running ahead of Max. Max quickly followed behind the dog as they exited the alley.
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Max and the dog had been running for about an hour and they soon stopped to catch their breath. Max flopped down to the ground on his butt while the dog flopped down to the ground beside him on his stomach. Max was gasping for breath with his head hung back, but he soon turns his head to the dog. The Gold-Retriever mixed breed was panting with the tennis ball sitting in the grass of him.
"I really should thank you, you know." Max said with a smile on his face. "You really saved my tail back there."
The dog picks his head up and barks at Max. Max knew that the dog was friendly just by looking at him. Slowly, Max raised his hand up towards the dogs head, but stopped a few inches. Max was unsure that the dog might be friendly to him and was about to pull his hand back, but he was suddenly taken by surprise that the dog had suddenly nudged his head against Max's hand. Max soon started to pet the dog.
Max was starting to like this dog already; he soon looks at the dog collar to see who he belonged to. Max saw the name 'Hunter' on the dog tag but saw no address on it.
"Hmm….your tag only tells me about your name." Max said thoughtfully, "But it doesn't tell who you belong to."
The dog, now known as Hunter, let out a whimper as he laid his head down on the ground. Max suddenly knew what had happened to his new friend. Hunter's owners must have abandoned him on the street. Max was thinking about how he was going to help his new friend and suddenly got an idea.
"Hey Hunter," Max voiced as he looks down at the Golden-Retriever mix breed. "I was wondering if you would like to come home with me."
Hunter's ears suddenly perked up after what Max had said, and quickly jumps up onto his paws. Before Max knew it, the dog started to like his face in a happy matter and Max was laughing to his hearts content.
"Okay, easy boy!" laughed Max as he lightly pushes Hunter off of him. "Now, before I take you back home with me I have to tell ya a few things. My mom is an over protective person and she hates dogs, and we also have five cats at home. So maybe, if you can contain yourself, not chase the cats while mom's at home. Because if you do then you might be sent to the pound, you understand?"
Hunter barked before nodding in understanding. Max smiled and before he knew it, he started hugging the Retrieve mix breed. Hunter didn't seem to mind at all and was soon leaning into Max's embarrassment, and for once in Max's life, he had finally found a friend.
To be continued