Jake
His name was Jake. I'm pretty sure that was his name although I didn't know his owners. He was teh neighborhood dog from across the street. We had lots of fun together, but there was one adventure I'll never forget.
I used to run a three mile route around the neighborhood about three or four times a week. One day jake started following me as I
After a few blocks I noticed we were approaching
As Jake's growl grew louder and more threatening, Roscoe and Jed were so scared they began to shake. Then Jake snarled and bared his large teeth. That caused both Roscoe and Jed to pee their pants and run off screaming in high-pitched voices. Jed was so terrified that he dropped the BB gun before running off like a scared rabbit. I picked it up and smashed it in two against a telephone pole.
After that, Jake and I went on many more funs together through the neighborhood. I suppose he was my bodyguard as well as my running companion. I won't forget him.
It's not the best it can be yet. So, read it through a few times and look for ways to improve it.
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