Wednesday, March 16, 2011

His name is Gage


My Puppy.
He was in a box.
His name is Gage.
He was too little.
He had to come out of the box.
Gage is black.
He is my puppy.
He knows how to move.
I brought him to school.
He can walk.
Slowly.
Like in slow motion.
He poops.
And he pees.
He goes on a paper.
He likes to eat, too.
Gage sleeps.
He sleeps a lot.
He sleeps with us, too.
Me and Joseph, my brother and me.
Tony gave me the dog.
For my brother.
Tony is a friend.
Mommy took him back home.

Written by Abigail

1 comment:

  1. Gage is one handsome pup! You are lucky, and so is Gage, to have such a loving and caring home in which to grow up.

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