The Children's Corner - Max Moves

An original short story by Danielle Sender

Join Max, the black Labrador, on some more adventures.
Hi! My name is Max and I'm a black Labrador.
 I live in this house with the little boy named, Cory. He's my best friend. 
I'd like to share my story with you.

When I was born, I lived with my dog mom, 3 brothers and one sister. We lived with a family in the city. I was a city dog. We lived very high above the street in a tall building.  I could hear and see all the interesting things that went on the in city from the window way up high.
I saw cars......    I saw trucks.....
I saw the sun rise......   I heard horns beep.....
I heard thunder and saw lightning....
And I even saw very tiny people. When I told my dog mom about the tiny people, she laughed and laughed. Can you figure out why?

One day my mom told me that I was going to live with a new family. This would be my forever home where I would learn to be a good dog. I was very excited about my new family and I wondered what I would see and hear from their windows high above the street. 

The day came for me to meet my new family. I was so lucky because not only did I have a new human mom and dad, but I also had a little boy friend named Cory. I couldn't wait to go to my new home high above the street to see what I could see and hear.

We rode in a car for a long, long time. And when we got out, I saw a house with lots of green stuff all around it. Do you know what that green stuff was?  Yup, it was grass. 
Because I was a city dog I had never seen that much grass. I couldn't wait to run.  And before I knew it, I was in the back of the house playing on lots and lots of grass with my new friend, Cory.

I heard my mom and dad say I wasn't a city dog any longer. Oh no! What kind of dog am I now? Then I heard my mom tell my dad that I'm a neighborhood dog. I'm not sure what that means, but I sure do like all this grass.

I lived with my new family at the house with all the grass for quite some time. Then one day, my family told me that I was moving to a new home. But I thought this was my forever home. I was so sad.

A big truck came and the men took all the family's things from the house. My bed was gone, my bone was gone and so were my dog bowls. Now I was really worried. Who was going to take care of me? Would I get to sleep in my bed again? Would I get food and water at my new home?

My family told me to get in the truck with the man because I was going on an adventure. I was not so sure about this adventure, but I did as my family asked. We drove for a very long time. I wondered if I was going to be a city dog again. Then I wondered if I was going to be a neighborhood dog again. I wondered what kind of dog I would be and who would my family be.

After the long drive, I got out of the truck and I could not believe my eyes. 

There was my bed and my bowls!
There was my dog bone. 

And the best part was....there was my same family.

I looked around and there was even more grass than at my last home. Then I also saw a barn with horses, 
I saw cows and I saw chickens too!
My mom said, "Max, now you're a farm dog."

I have been a city dog. I have been a neighborhood dog. And I have been a farm dog. But do you know which dog I like to be the best?

I LOVE being the dog of my forever family.
Did you like our story? Ask your parents if you can send us an email to let us know.  Write to Danielle at Animal Connection at  [email protected].

Read our other stories,  My Best Friend and  Max Gets a License.