Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Dorinda Wants A Dog

Dorinda Farley was a very happy girl. She lived in nice big house and had her very own pink and purple decorated room. She had a Mom and Dad who loved her. The way Dorinda, saw it  only there was only one thing her life was missing - a dog. For as long as Dorinda could remember she had asked her mother and father to get her a dog. "Please, Daddy." she begged constantly. "I really want one."

"Dogs are a lot of work, Dorinda." he told her.

"I"ll take care if it. I promise, Mommy." Dorinda would insist.

"I think you're too young for that kind of responsibility." her mother would reply and that would be the end of the discussion. Dorinda would walk away frowning and mumbling to herself that her parents would never think she was old enough.

One day, Dorinda's parents called her into their room. They looked at her with very serious expressions. "We have something to tell you." said her father.

"What is it?" asked Dorinda worriedly.

Her mother smiled at her. "Don't worry." she said, "It's nothing bad."

Dorinda sighed with relief. She still didn't know what it was about though.

"Goldie is going to be staying with us for while because Mr. Andrews has to go out of town unexpectedly. Mr. Andrews was their next door neighbor. Goldie was his dog. She was a golden retriever.

Dorinda's eyes lit up. "Really!" she exclaimed excitedly. If she couldn't really have her own dog at least she would get to borrow someone else's for a while. She decided to take the best care of Goldie that she could. Then, her parents would have to see that she was old enough and she was responsible enough, and they would have to get her a dog of her own.

From the moment, Goldie arrived Dorinda took care of her as if she were her own. She feed her everyday. She walked her everyday n the morning, in the afternoon, and at night. She walked her when the sun was shining and in the pouring rain. She cleaned her messes. She brushed her fur. She gave her a bath. She played with her. Pretty much whenever, she wasn't going to school or doing her homework, she spend every waking moment taking care of Goldie.

Finally, after about a week, Mr. Andrews came back, and it was time for Goldie to go home. He thanked Dorinda's parents for taking care of Goldie.

"It was all Dorinda," her mother explained proudly.

"Well, thank you for taking such good care of my Goldie." Mr. Andrews told Dorinda.

Part of Dorinda was sorry to see Goldie leave, but the other part of her was just exhausted so she went up to her room and lay down on her bed. Her mother and father found her there a little while later. "Dorinda." they said very seriously. "We have something to tell you."

Dorinda sat up in her bed worriedly. "Is it bad?" she asked.

"No, not at all." said her mother.

"We are really proud of the way you took care of Goldie." said her father.

"We didn't think you could do it. You are really growing up." added her mother.

Dorinda smiled happily at her parents praise.

"We think your finally old enough now." said her father smiling back at her.

"For what?" asked Dorinda. Did she miss something here?

"For a dog of your own." said her mother.

"Yes," added her father, "A dog of your own just like you've always wanted. You've certainly proven this week that you can take care of a dog. "

Dorinda didn't say anything. She just stared at her parents and she didn't look nearly as happy as they thought she would.

"What's the matter?" asked her mother. "Aren't you happy that you are finally going to get a dog of your own? Isn't that what you've always wanted?"

Dorinda rolled her eyes, shook her head, and sighed. "I used to want a dog, but I don't anymore. They are much to much work!"

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