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an unfinished novel by Janna 2002
Once upon a time, there was a dogcatcher, and that dogcatcher was mean and did not know a thing about dogs. He caught dogs for no reason: dogs that were mean, dogs that were nice, dogs that had owners and dogs that didn’t have owners. But there was one dog who was lucky and never had seen a dogcatcher in his whole entire life. And his name was…”SUPER POOCH”.
One day Pooch just happened to be walking down the street near the dogcatcher when he saw a dog, and a very cute dog at that, in the cage that the dogcatcher had. Pooch felt sorry for the little guy so he made his 131st rescue of the day. He did a flying leap into the cage and rescued the little guy. “Wow!” said the little guy, “Cool jump!” “It was nothing”, said Pooch. “What’s your name?” he said. “Taco” said the little guy. “That’s a nice name”, said Pooch. “Thank you” said Taco. So the two became friends.
They did everything together. Pooch taught Taco how to do flying leaps and Taco taught Pooch how to act cute and funny. And they both rescued anybody they saw who was in danger. They were a great team! They were a great team until one day it became time for Taco to go out into the wilderness. Pooch was very sad that his friend had to go but Taco was not. After all, he was a teenager. But Pooch was immortal – he was now 69. So he was too old to come with him. And now it was time to say bye to Taco, with tears of sadness, big sadness. Since Taco is so funny, he sang “So long, farewell, I hope we meet again…” as he left the place.
Pooch had to live 20 years without Taco and one day Pooch heard a knock on the door. “Come in” said Pooch. It was Taco. “Taco!” said Pooch, “Pooch!” said Taco. And they hugged each other…they were happy again. Now it was time to celebrate Pooch’s birthday. They bone cake and hydrant ice cream. Pooch was now 89 and Taco was 38. The party was great; then there was another knock on the door. Pooch ran to open it, realizing too late it was a villain. The villain stuffed Pooch into a sack and flew off. Then Taco had to think – should he a) stay there and not rescue Pooch? After all, he did not know how. Or should b) test his skills and rescue him? After all, a long, long time ago, Pooch had rescued him. He decided he would go with suggestion “b”.
Taco opened his garage and pulled out a super plane built for one passenger (no batteries included) and put on the gear and it was “Three, two, one, zero, BLAST OFF!” as he went over the tree, over the cows and over where any bird could fly, but under the sun. He flew so fast, everything was so blurry. Finally he was at the castle, the haunted castle. There were bats, spiders and frogs…heeeeyyyy, that’s not in the script! Whoever thought of frogs as villain animals?! So, anyway…ponies – STOP! Okaaay, and other scary animals. It was really scary for him. He was shivering as he walked to the door. He rang the doorbell – a familiar and stout person looked back at him. It was the dogcatcher! Taco ran and ran and ran until he remembered…the thing Pooch did for him. He walked up to the door and thought, “the door won’t work because when I open it, he will catch me, too. And then, there would be no one to rescue us.”
So he strolled
to the nearest window but stopped in his steps. There was a creaking sound in
his ear. He slowly turned his head and saw one crack in the wall – 2,
3, 4, 5, 10 until the whole castle collapsed on the ground and he saw the dogcatcher.
He walked up to him and said, “You should be ashamed of yourself, capturing
an 89-year old.” Taco thought, “Wow! I did it!” And then he
ran up to Pooch, hugged him, then made his way back to the dogcatcher. “Would
you like to be our owner?” asked Taco. “Sure!” said the dogcatcher.