Authors note: In this story, I will also be doing Fido's point of view of things. When I do that, I will put it in bold letters, and I'll still let you know what that means if you forget. But when the bold letters end then it is back to normal.
By the end of the week Ponch couldn't stand waiting any longer. He got up out of bed, and got ready to go to the animal shelter to see Fido.
Meanwhile…..
Fido's point of view
I can't wait to be out of here. Ponch said he'd be here today if no one took me home. I can't believe that he was forced to take me to this evil place. You don't even get to snuggle up to a human, and lick them to death. How could anyone love this place? I think I'll like going home with Ponch. He seems like a cool person. Hey, is that him right there? It is him, I can recognize that guy from anywhere. I think I am gonna bark happily to let him know I am here. And maybe I'll wag my tail, and jump up on him too.
Meanwhile….
Ponch walked up to Fido, Fido was barking and wagging his tail. He couldn't wait to go home with Ponch.
"Hi Fido," Ponch said excitedly. The lady that worked at the animal shelter came over, and let Fido out of his kennel.
"Your going home today boy," she said. Fido looked at her with an expression that said, "No duh." Then Fido turned his attention back to Ponch. He jumped up on him a little. Ponch smiled.
"Hi Fido," He picked Fido up and hugged him tightly.
"I can't believe I get to take you home. This is great!" Ponch said.
"If the owner of the dog comes looking for him, you have to be willing to give up the dog," the lady said to Ponch. Ponch completely ignored her, but said ok. Then he left with Fido. Fido and Ponch went home.
"So, what do you wanna do first?" Ponch asked. Fido went over and grabbed a small dog toy used for playing "Tug of War."
"Oh, I figured you'd like that," Ponch said.
Fido's point of view
No one has ever really played this game with me. They always cheat, hopefully Ponch is better. Hey, he is using his hands. That is cheating, I am using my mouth. He should too.
"Hey Fido, you seem to be the type of dog that wouldn't mind this. Do you wanna use your paws, just like I use my hands, and we can both use our hands for one round. Then we'll both use our mouth's the next round," Ponch said. Wow, this guy is cool. I thought that no one would ever suggest that. I grabbed the thing with my paws. It certainly felt strange, I've never used them before for this. I am sure he will win this time. As we both pulled trying to win, my paws began to slip. Oh no, I don't want to lose. I thought. I pulled harder, but it was no use my paws were slipping. I ended up letting go, Ponch fell backwards and hit his head on a pot that had a plant in it. I ran over and started to lick him to make sure he was ok. He was fine. He began to giggle, then laugh really hard, apparently it tickled. I love it when he laughs it makes me feel good. Now it was time to play again. I knew I'd win this time since we both were using our mouths. He seemed less confident that he'd win, but he was having fun. Just as the game started someone came to the door. I got scared that he'd stop. But he didn't, he didn't even hear anyone at the door. Soon the door opened. It was only Jon.
Meanwhile..
"Um Ponch, what are you doing?" Jon asked. Instantly Ponch stopped and looked at Jon.
"Hi, me and Fido are playing," Ponch said.
"Oh, should I come back later?" Jon asked. Ponch turned and looked at Fido. Fido seemed happy still.
"No, I think you're ok," Ponch said. Jon smiled.
"OK, so what are we doing?"
"Tug of War. We are doing it with our mouths," Ponch said. Jon didn't look like he wanted to do that. Ponch smiled at him.
"Hey, ya know if you don't want to play you can watch. Or we could do something else," he said. Jon smiled.
"I think I'll watch you guys," Jon said. He sat on the couch. Ponch and Fido began to play again.
To Be Continued