Lhasa
Terrier
“Come
on, Ketu! Get up and round those sheep!” Rongton said, kicking the dog and
speaking in a harsh voice. Ketu got up
sore from his master’s kick, and then limped outside to round the sheep. After finishing the round up, Ketu walked back
into the house and slumped down in a corner to renew his rest. “You are so worthless and can’t get any work
done for me; I’d be glad if someone would buy you.” Rongton said aggressively, banging his hands
on the table. The golden Ketu couldn't
take it any longer so he curled himself up and went to bed.
Rongton looked at Ketu sleeping and
wondered how much money he would get from selling this worthless dog. Rongton suddenly picked himself up and strolled
into his study room, but Ketu saw him leave from his furry eyes. Ketu has lived with Rongton for more than
three years and has never been treated well by him. The golden terrier paced to the door, then
slid through his doggy door into the morning breeze. Then like the wind he ran
as hard as his furry legs could carry him.
He stopped a couple times to catch his breath, but bravely kept on. He ran like he has never run before and
struggled up the snowy mountains next to their house.
Ketu suddenly heard loud sound and
a cry, and knew a disaster happened to a man so he ran about sniffing. He could not see anything until the ground
beneath him moved slightly and a voice moaned out. Ketu started digging with all his might. Then
he saw Rongton and realized he must have heard the sound of something falling
and came running to look for it. Rongton
found his dog Ketu digging and knew he had found a man in an avalanche. Rongton and Ketu both used their strength and
pulled the man out who was gasping for breath.
“My name is Jampa, and do you own
this dog?” the man said who was pulled out of the avalanche.
At that moment Rongton realized
that he was very selfish and was wrong to even think of selling the dog. He saw the connection between Jampa and Ketu
and knew that Ketu would be happier with Jampa.
“Yes, it is my dog and I know that he would be happier to live with
you.” Jampa thanked the man and then ran
home with the big fluffy dog in his hands.
Rongton knew he did wrong by mistreating the dog in the past and was
happy to think he did the right thing.
Pobre Perrito!
ReplyDeleteWhat does that mean?? lol it sounds funny.
ReplyDeletePoor little dog :)
ReplyDeletelol Oh. That is funny!
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