Failure-faced Charlie Brown was walking home after a bad baseball game.
His team didn't win the game. His team never wins a game. To make this situation even worse, it was the final game of the season. Of course, this upset all the team players. Lucy, Linus, Schroeder, you can name it! The most astonished were the manager, who was none other than wishy-washy Charlie Brown, who could have scored the winning point. Alas, the Little Red-Haired Girl seemed to be the distraction, and Charlie Brown was up at bat. He couldn't seem to pay to pay attention when the ball was coming, and got his three strikes.
All he could do now was walk home and do nothing. When he came to his yard, his dog Snoopy was there smiling and waving to him, but Charlie just looked at him and frowned.
The boy walked inside his house, and Snoopy was puzzled. Sure, his master hardly ever smiled, but Charlie just looked close to depressed.
Something has to be wrong, Snoopy thought. And with that, the dog made his way inside the house.
When he went inside, all he could see was a sad boy slouched in his seat, inches away from a television screen.
Snoopy walked up to Charlie, sat down next to him, and stared at his master with big, concerning eyes. And Charlie stared back. Knowing his dog very well, the boy knew exactly that likely at this time, Snoopy would want his supper.
"I'll get your supper in a minute, Snoopy," Charlie Brown said, "I've just had a bad day, and I need to cool off. That's all."
But, Snoopy knew that. He knew that Charlie Brown had a bad day, and all he wanted to do was comfort and support him. He didn't think about his stomach, not one bit.
Charlie crept up from his little seat to make up a bowl of dog food for his dog, but something unexpected happened to him. Snoopy was hugging him very tightly, and nothing could make him let go. Charlie's once frowning face had tugged into a smile. He finally understood that Snoopy just wanted to be in good support to him, as friendly and loyal as ever.
Charlie hugged his pet back, and whispered happily, "You are a pal, Snoopy. You really are."