My Dog's Escape by Isabella

It was an early school morning.  It had rained the night before so it was muggy and damp outside. I yelled up to my mom “its 8:00,” she didn’t reply. I knew she wasn’t up yet. My dog, Harry was scratching at my back door to go outside and go to the bathroom. I was pacing up and down my kitchen getting my breakfast. I finally opened the back door for Harry. Then I walked to my front porch to get my shoes on. I saw the landscaper truck outside my house; they were here to cut my grass in my backyard. “Oh no I hope they didn’t open the back gate yet!”

I let my dog Harry outside. He ran around in the wet grass.  I have a fenced in backyard because Harry will run away if it’s not fenced in. After I finished I went to my front porch to get my shoes on. I saw the landscaper truck outside my house. I thought to myself I hope they didn’t open the gate to my backyard yet.  

I raced to my backdoor looked out the window, the gate was open. Then I sprinted back to the front                                          door. I didn’t see Harry outside. I quietly but quickly opened the front door and stepped outside. It was muggy and humid outside from the night before. I saw Harry up the street. I knew I couldn’t chase after him because he would run away. The only way I had learned to get him back into the house was to get him in the car. But obviously I couldn’t drive. I was trembling with fear. I saw him up the street about to pee on a bush. I snuck up behind him, grabbed his waist. I wanted to let him finish going to the bathroom but I wanted to get him in the house. So I got ahold of his harness and let him finish going to the bathroom. After he finished I led him back to my house.  “I am not telling mummy about this,” I thought to myself when I got inside with Harry.