Relax Honey, He S Probably Just out in the Fields

The big dogs were chasing through the narrow city streets. Dodging cars, he ran down the narrow city streets. There was one thing he had that all the other strays in the city didn’t. He had the brains and endurance to escape from the primitive strays that had been living in the city for generations. They were tough, and strong, but they lacked the smartness to defeat him. He ran through the streets with the other dogs far behind him. He finally dove under a parked truck while the other dogs barked by.

“Mom where’s Bear?” cried four year old Alex on the farm where Bear lived. “Relax honey, he’s probably just out in the fields.” “But he always comes back in the morning to eat.” “He’ll be back. Let’s eat breakfast” His mother quickly said tying to change the subject.

In the safety of the bottom of the truck he quickly ate the bit of hot dog, recapping on the days events. He had left the house late at night and chased a flock of birds a few hundred yards down the main road. Suddenly a man came out of a truck labeled ‘animal control’. Bear shirked away timidly. The man grabbed Bear’s collar and put him in a cage in the back of the truck. A few hours later the truck hit a huge bump and the door of the cage fell open. Bear stole the chance and jumped out of the back of the truck, and now he was here.

Back on the farm, the family was starting to get worried about Bear. He had never been gone this long before. That evening the father set out to look for Bear along the main road and then to go check the animal shelter. When he got to the animal shelter in Baltimore, the worker said he had caught the dog but the dog had disappeared on his way to the pound and he didn’t know where the dog was.

Bear new he had to get home, but he didn’t know where home was. He smelled around for hours, but all he could smell were the scents of the millions of people walking around in the city. He finally decided to head out on a small bumpy road that led out of the city. He followed this road for hours, searching for any sign at the farm. He saw farms, but none of them were his family’s he also smelled for his family. Around noon, after five hours of randomly sniffing along the road Bear came across a rat scurrying along on the side of the road. He chased after it until he nearly bumped into a truck. The truck although he didn’t know that it did, belonged to his family. It was their truck they took produce to markets in. Bear didn’t stop though because he was chasing the rat and was too distracted to notice the father in the driver’s seat. He chased the rat on down the road until a car almost hit the both of them. The rat’s tail got ran over and he st