The New Classic tales of Old Yeller's (Danny Phantom's Style's)
Summary: The Stray big dog was A really ugly and A Thieving Rascals, TOO. But sure he was clever and A Smart Dog could have Been a really big Help on the wild Texas frontier of amity park. Especially with Dad away on along ghost cattle drive up to Abilene's. Old Yeller's proved that he could protect Danny's family from any sort of danger. But Can Danny ready do the same for old yellow. Well where will find out!
well welcome Everyone's to my very first story of old Yeller's Consider it has already been Made into Disney movie when my mother was born in 1957 to which I have decided taken old Yeller's and Danny phantom and binding them into special Classic Legends for all of you's. So be nice I don't need anyone's bad mouthing me on my first day back from writer block horse-devils world. But I will take Everything else in the drama department to check think you.
chapter 1
Old Yeller. Old Yeller
Old Yeller
Here. Yeller
Come back. Yeller
Best doggone dog in the West
Old Yeller was a mongrel
An ugly lop-eared mongrel
Fancy-free without a family tree
But he could up and do it
And prove there's nothing to it
And that's how
a good dog should be
Here. Yeller
Come back. Yeller
Best doggone dog in the West
Best doggone dog in the West
Old Yeller was a hunter
A raring; tearing hunter
In any chase
he knew just how to run
And when he hunted trouble
He always found it double
And that's when Old Yeller had fun
Here. Yeller
Come back. Yeller
Best doggone dog in the West
Best doggone dog in the West
Old Yeller was a fighter
A root-in; toot-in fighter
In any scrap
he knew just what to do
Knew what to do
A rough and ready feller
Although his coat was Yeller
His bold Texas heart was true blue True blue
Here. Yeller
Come back. Yeller
Best doggone dog in the West
Here. Yeller
Come back. Yeller
Best doggone dog in the West
Best doggone dog
In the West
well we have always called him Old Yeller's. in which the name sort had of double meaning. since one's part meant that his short hair was a messy dingy color of mongrel yellow in those day's. meanwhile the other reason was his mouth when open-up like a human yell instead of a plain old bark. the sound even worse head on as he rushes into danger to save my sister, mother, secret crushes and I from our own mistake. in which I do Remember like it was yesterday. how he strayed into our family homestead log cabin out of Nowhere on birdsong creek. when he made me so freak-in mad at first that I really wanted to killed him. But then later, when I did had to killed him. It was like having to murder some of your own folks. but then again that how much I Have come to think of the big yeller's dog.