I was trudging home from school in the snow,on a bitter blustery day. The fierce wind was making my face feel raw. I was passing snow covered roofs and fences, making an attempt to get home before the heavy snow settled in. On that particular route home I always pass my fantasy house. It's white and has a white pickett fence in front of it.
It has always had the best garden ever since I could remember. Every Spring when I look in the garden, I see bright fragrant flowers, and always stop to smell and maybe pick a flower that's poking out of the pickett fence. On this day I looked into the garden and saw a small box in the middle of the pathway leading up to the house front porch. I approached the box and noticed it contained something soft and furry all curled up. I looked to the left and saw the sign that had obviously blown off of the box. It said FREE PUPPY! The puppy looked so cold and helpless, I couldn't just leave it there to freeze.
After all it was starting to snow really hard now and the cardboard box was getting soggier by the moment from the melting snow. I decided I would take him just for the night so he would have a warm place to sleep, and maybe ask my parents in the morning if I could keep him. Besides my parents were talking about getting me a pet puppy anyway, what better then a free one? I cradled him inside of my coat close enough to my body to keep him warm. I was so excited at that moment that I ran all the way home. As soon as I got inside the house, I flew up to my room and on to my bed. I hustled and bustled to prepare a space for the puppy at the end of my bed made out of old doll blankets and throw pillows.
The puppy immediately collapsed in the comforting pile made just for him. I really couldn't help to smile. My mom walked in and saw me petting the little bundle. She couldn't help but bear a smile also. And she probably knew how I felt about the little guy. His soft brown fur and pink and black little nose were just so cute I don't think anyone could resist him.. I explained how I found him and that I just couldn't leave him shivering there in that soggy box. I didn't care how nice that house was. Didn't the owners have enough common sense not to leave a puppy to freeze in the snow? My mom patted the puppy on the head and quietly left the room giving me one more loving smile and a gentle hug. The next morning was a Saturday.
I woke up and found a little fuzz ball on top of me gently snoozing. I was so happy that I gave him a little hug. I even gave him a kiss on his cute little snout. I was so relieved when my parents explained my responsibilities towards the puppy if I was to keep him. When we got him licensed I put on his name tag Sammy.
And now he was mine to keep! My own real puppy to keep all to myself. Now I'm 20 years old and every single day Sammy and I go on a walk past the house where I found him 9 years ago. Sammy isn't as strong as he used to be and he surely doesn't have as much energy as he once did but we love each other all the same.