Disclaimer: I do not own Homeward Bound or any of its characters. I do own some characters I came up with for the story.

Homeward Bound III: Legend of the Wolf

Chapter 4: Control Yourself

The spell of stinky sneakers clogged up the bulldog's nose. He didn't mind though. He loved the smell of stinky sneakers. What he loved even more was chasing Sassy.

A light piece of clothing fell onto Chance's face. "Help! The Bad Place has come for me!" barked Chance. He took off running out of Jamie's room. He ran through the hall, down the stairs, and into the door.

"Oh my the dumb wolf has returned," Sassy said. She sat gracefully on the armrest of the new couch.

Chance stands onto his paws and shakes his head. He looks down to see what was covering his face.

Sassy licks her dark brown paw and brushes it over her ears. "Dear Chance did you think that shirt was a ghost?" she asked with a smile. "Your even dumber than I thought."

Chance looks at Sassy and growls. "Call me dumb one more time," he challenged the smaller animal.

Before Chance got a chance to begin chasing Sassy, a golden dog approached them. White fur covered not just his muzzle but where more golden fur use to . It showed his age and wisdom. "You two need to learn to get along," Shadow said and looked at Chance. "As man's best friend you need to learn how to control yourself."

"Easy for you to say old man," Chance said still mad at Sassy. He snorts at her. "I'm hungry for breakfast."

"How can you be hungry? You ate half of Jamie's one sneaker last night!" Sassy exclaimed.

Chance rolls his eyes. "So? You ate an extra shrimp at dinner!"

"Hope offered it to me. You were not offered the sneaker. You stole it even though Jamie told you not to touch it," the Himalayan cat said to the bulldog.

Shadow heard Chance's growl getter louder and angrier. "Chance control yourself," he said taking a step forward.

"If you need me I'll be in the kitchen eating breakfast," Chance barked before running to the kitchen.

In the kitchen Bob, Peter, and Hope were already eating pancakes. Chance walks over to Bob and sits to his right. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Sassy enter the room. "Watch the master," he told her. He places his front right paw onto Bob's lap and whines.

Bob heard the American bulldog. He looks at Chance and pushes the paw off his lap. "No Chance. Your breakfast is in your bowl."

"I already knew there's breakfast in my food bowl. It's of course dog food. I much rather have pancakes with butter and syrup. Last Sunday Laura made pancakes. Jamie gave me half of one and boy was it good!"

"Jamie please come down for breakfast! We don't want to be late!" Laura called to her youngest son.

"I knew it! I knew they were planning to go on a trip! Now to find out where. Convincing them to bring me along shouldn't be to hard. They should know I love trips. They're one big awesome game!"

Chance didn't move from his spot by Bob's chair. He waited. Where was the family going. He wanted to know and he was going to find out. Not even old, loyal Shadow could stop him.

Jamie had finally entered the kitchen. He dropped his backpack and took a seat. "So Mom what time are we leaving for the cruse?"

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