Pookie was just a baby. He was six weeks old, and he
weighed three pounds. Even though he was a
baby, it was time for
him to leave his mother and go to a new home.
A nice lady drove up
in a blue truck. She picked up Pookie and
held him close. His little
heart beat so fast! She kissed him, and he
licked her face. The
nice lady said she would take Pookie home with
her. Pookie had a
new mom! He got in the truck and they drove
away. Pookie had
never ridden in a car or a truck before, and it
scared him. The nice
lady kept talking and patting Pookie. He
finally relaxed and
stretched out to rest.
Soon the truck stopped. Pookie looked around when the
truck door opened. The nice lady said, "I
am going to call you
Pookie. Pookie, these are your new brothers
and sisters. They all
ran, and they all barked. Then it was time
to eat. Pookie and his
new family went in the house and had a nice meal.
Pookie decided he
liked him new home. Soon, he fell fast
asleep.
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