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Watson and The Mean Old Fox
by Tessa
Once upon a time there was a dog named Watson
and he was terrific at being friendly. He lived with a dog named Mattie.
One fall afternoon in their huge gray deserted tower on a hill Mattie told
Watson to go see the queen of England because he had to get some money because
he was poor. He obeyed, buckled his belt, and skipped off. Just then Watson
heard Mattie say “Don’t talk to the mean fox in the old brown
shack because he will be mean.”
“Ok.” called Watson. He hopped over a bridge and skipped over
a hill until about a mile he saw a blue bird. The song it was singing reminded
him of Mattie’s song. He started whistling. It made him feel happy.
He walked deeper and deeper into the trick playing forest. He heard this
forest made things move. The forest had trees with vines and weeping willows.
Then he looked around the green grass made the path look like it was going
three ways. He bonged his head because he was confused. He looked closer
and said, “It is going three ways!” He noticed an old shack
farther on and thought he should ask which way to go. He skipped over to
it. When he got a little closer he saw that it was brown! He finally knocked.
No answer! “They’re not home.” He said. Just when he was
about to leave a keen fox stepped out.
Watson was suspicious but he asked, “Do you know the right way?”
“Oh where are you going?”
“I’m going to see the queen of England” said Watson excitedly.
“Wow and how old are you?”
“8!” Watson said proudly!
“Wow that’s very old. Well it’s down that path to the
graveyard and take a right and you’re at the foxes grove. It’s
the closest way to the Queen of England,” said the fox.
Watson hurried down the path and hopped over a bridge. Then he went past
the foggy graveyard. Watson took a right and he was in the foxes grove.
The trees weaved together like they were braiding.
“Hello” said a familiar voice. Watson turned around as fast
as lightning. It was the fox.
“You’re the mean old fox!” Watson yelled.
“Ha Ha Ha!” The fox cackled. “I’m going to eat you
right away!” said the fox!
Watson thought for a long time. “Well . . . I wouldn’t taste
good with out sauce.” said Watson. “I’ll go get some from
home.”
“Ok!” said the fox. Watson ran out of the grove like a bolt
lightning. He threw the sauce over the trees and the sauce got stuck in
a tree. The fox bit the sauce but the sauce squirted all over HIM. Watson
ran home.
Finally Watson was safe. “Um, I went to the Mean Old Fox!!!”
said Watson.
“I hope she’s not mad,” thought Watson.
“YOU are not going on my errands again!” said Mattie.
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