One day Smeagol found a puppy alongside the road. He figured no one wanted it so he took it.
It was a very cute little animal. Smeagol love to watch it dash around and do puppy things and bark its little bark.
He found an old comb and combed its hair and fed it from scraps he saved from dinner. His mother felt that Smeagol needed a friend so she allowed him to have it. She even let them sleep in the same bed.
Soon Smeagol and the puppy went everywhere together. People of the village would look at them and smile. "There goes that new boy with his little friend," they thought. Sometimes other children would tag along and play with the puppy too. Smeagol let them but was very protective and a bit jealous sometimes when the puppy played with other kids but he didn't stop them.
One day Smeagol was outside playing with his puppy. They were running around and having fun as usual. Suddenly the puppy began to act strange. It fell down and what looked like foamy soap came out of its mouth. Smeagol screamed and ran into the house.
"Mother, Mother!" he cried, "There's something wrong with my puppy!"
She ran outside to look. The little dog was writhing on the ground with the foam coming out of its mouth. She shook her head because she had seen this before. Puppies who had this disease always died. She sent Smeagol away and told him not to come back for a while.
When Smeagol came home he asked what happened to the puppy.
"He's gone to heaven," she said. "He'll be better off there."
Smeagol cried and cried to have lost his only friend. He thought, "I hope I will go to heaven someday soon and be with my puppy."
