Alex from the Stadium submitted this story to the Barefoot and Thompson Young Author's Challenge. Well done it's fantastic Alex!
The farm expanded into view as they drew near it. Bentley's owner was going on a holiday, so he was being dropped off at his cousins farm. "Woof Woof" barked Bentley. He jumped up against his owners big blue car. "Goodbye my little puppykins, see you soon". The car door slammed shut and she was gone in a cloud of powdery dirt and hard little stones that hit Bentley's well brushed fur.
Bentley turned around to meet his cousins Tahi, Rua, Toru and Wha. "Come on Bentley we are going sheep hopping".
" What's that ?" said Bentley.
"Come, we'll show you" replied Tahi. He led Bentley to a fence. He then slithered under the little gap underneath and out the other side. Then he jumped over one of the sheep and into a mud puddle. Rua, Toru and Wha joined followed him. Bentley crawled on his belly and tried to squeeze under the fence. He didn't move. He tried again. He couldn't budge. He was stuck. It must be the organic chocolate flavoured doggie biscuits he snacked on. He should really go on a diet, he thought. Bentley managed to slither backwards and out the way he came. The others watched. "Well we're going to have fun anyway" said Rua With a sneer, and they ran off.
Bentley walked back to the farm, his fluffy tail dropping and sat down in the long grass.
CLASH! CLASH! "Dinner" hollered the farmer. Bentley's ears perked up and he raced inside the farm house. But where were the shiny metal bowls with his name engraved? Where was Mrs Newman's Organic Pet Chow? The farmer threw a greasy slab of dog roll on the floor. The other dogs were on top of it at once, fighting over every scrap. "Squelch," a mushy pile of mashed potato landed inches away from Bentley. He sniffed it. YUCK! he walked away. I'd best just go to bed he thought. He followed the sound of snoring. It led to a large kennel with its fading paint flaking off. Where was the embroidered cushions and fluffy blanket? He sat down on the hard dirt floor, his tummy empty and his bed uncomfortable. " I miss my owner. I miss my home !" He whimpered. Poor Bentley. Little did he know, things were about to get better for him!
Bentley woke up and for a second he forgot where he was. But then it all came flooding back. "Hmmm," he sighed and stretched his sore limbs, then staggered out of the kennel. He watched his cousins scavenge the last scraps of the farmers breakfast off the floor. Without another word they walked out the door.
"Hey" Bentley called. "Where are you going?"
"We're rounding up the sheep " said Toru.
"Yeah, you can't come" said Wha. " because you're useless" said Rua and without another word they turned and stalked past him.
Bentley ran until he could run no more. He collapsed onto the grass. Tears rolled down his fur. Suddenly he stopped and he cocked his ears. What was that noise? " Help, help". Feeble cries sounded not far away. He followed the calls to a large mud pool. There was a quad bike and the cries seemed to be coming from underneath it!. Bentley looked under the bike. There was the farmer's son Sam!. He had to act quickly. Sam was sinking further and further into the mud pool even as he watched. Bentley jumped into the pool and grabbed his checked shirt with his teeth. Bentley's owner took him for swims daily because she believed it was nutritious for his coat, so he was a very strong swimmer. He pulled him out from under the bike and paddled to the bank with all his little doggy might.
"Chugga chugga chugga," Bentley's long hair and floppy ears were blown back as the Westpac helicopter landed. They rolled the boy onto a large stretcher and moved him into
The farm expanded into view as they drew near it. Bentley's owner was going on a holiday, so he was being dropped off at his cousins farm. "Woof Woof" barked Bentley. He jumped up against his owners big blue car. "Goodbye my little puppykins, see you soon". The car door slammed shut and she was gone in a cloud of powdery dirt and hard little stones that hit Bentley's well brushed fur.
Bentley turned around to meet his cousins Tahi, Rua, Toru and Wha. "Come on Bentley we are going sheep hopping".
" What's that ?" said Bentley.
"Come, we'll show you" replied Tahi. He led Bentley to a fence. He then slithered under the little gap underneath and out the other side. Then he jumped over one of the sheep and into a mud puddle. Rua, Toru and Wha joined followed him. Bentley crawled on his belly and tried to squeeze under the fence. He didn't move. He tried again. He couldn't budge. He was stuck. It must be the organic chocolate flavoured doggie biscuits he snacked on. He should really go on a diet, he thought. Bentley managed to slither backwards and out the way he came. The others watched. "Well we're going to have fun anyway" said Rua With a sneer, and they ran off.
Bentley walked back to the farm, his fluffy tail dropping and sat down in the long grass.
CLASH! CLASH! "Dinner" hollered the farmer. Bentley's ears perked up and he raced inside the farm house. But where were the shiny metal bowls with his name engraved? Where was Mrs Newman's Organic Pet Chow? The farmer threw a greasy slab of dog roll on the floor. The other dogs were on top of it at once, fighting over every scrap. "Squelch," a mushy pile of mashed potato landed inches away from Bentley. He sniffed it. YUCK! he walked away. I'd best just go to bed he thought. He followed the sound of snoring. It led to a large kennel with its fading paint flaking off. Where was the embroidered cushions and fluffy blanket? He sat down on the hard dirt floor, his tummy empty and his bed uncomfortable. " I miss my owner. I miss my home !" He whimpered. Poor Bentley. Little did he know, things were about to get better for him!
Bentley woke up and for a second he forgot where he was. But then it all came flooding back. "Hmmm," he sighed and stretched his sore limbs, then staggered out of the kennel. He watched his cousins scavenge the last scraps of the farmers breakfast off the floor. Without another word they walked out the door.
"Hey" Bentley called. "Where are you going?"
"We're rounding up the sheep " said Toru.
"Yeah, you can't come" said Wha. " because you're useless" said Rua and without another word they turned and stalked past him.
Bentley ran until he could run no more. He collapsed onto the grass. Tears rolled down his fur. Suddenly he stopped and he cocked his ears. What was that noise? " Help, help". Feeble cries sounded not far away. He followed the calls to a large mud pool. There was a quad bike and the cries seemed to be coming from underneath it!. Bentley looked under the bike. There was the farmer's son Sam!. He had to act quickly. Sam was sinking further and further into the mud pool even as he watched. Bentley jumped into the pool and grabbed his checked shirt with his teeth. Bentley's owner took him for swims daily because she believed it was nutritious for his coat, so he was a very strong swimmer. He pulled him out from under the bike and paddled to the bank with all his little doggy might.
"Chugga chugga chugga," Bentley's long hair and floppy ears were blown back as the Westpac helicopter landed. They rolled the boy onto a large stretcher and moved him into
the helicopter. The paramedic patted Bentley's head. " You've done a great job," she
whispered. We'll take over from here, and then the helicopter flew up and away on it's
journey to Starship.
"Thank goodness you found him, because we are not very strong swimmers." Said Rua. Bentley smiled with pride.
"Vroom vroom" an engine sounded and a blue car appeared along the dusty road.
"My owner," Bentley cried and he jumped in the car.
"Bye bye" he barked until his throat was sore and his cousins were miniature dots on the horizon, and the farm was just like a green postage stamp. "Hmmm" he sighed peacefully and settled back into the comfy car seat. He rested his head on the windowsill, his floppy ears dancing in the warm wind. That was the adventure of a lifetime. He couldn't wait to come again, he thought, as he drifted off into a well earned sleep.
"Thank goodness you found him, because we are not very strong swimmers." Said Rua. Bentley smiled with pride.
"Vroom vroom" an engine sounded and a blue car appeared along the dusty road.
"My owner," Bentley cried and he jumped in the car.
"Bye bye" he barked until his throat was sore and his cousins were miniature dots on the horizon, and the farm was just like a green postage stamp. "Hmmm" he sighed peacefully and settled back into the comfy car seat. He rested his head on the windowsill, his floppy ears dancing in the warm wind. That was the adventure of a lifetime. He couldn't wait to come again, he thought, as he drifted off into a well earned sleep.
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