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RogerDodger
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Terrible Boom Boom Nightmare Day
Oh boy! Oh boy! It is getting dark. I am excited because it is getting dark. I am excited because my human comes home when it gets dark.
I like my human, even though my human leaves every day for long times. I am not happy when he is gone. He smells unhappy when he comes home too. I do not understand why he would leave every day if it makes him unhappy. I run to the door when I hear him come home. He is sad, but I lick his face and wag my tail. I wag because I am happy he is home. This makes him happy too. He smiles when he is happy! He scratches behind my ears and calls me a good boy. I like being a good boy!
But today it is getting dark and my human is not home. Maybe he has become lost. Humans seem to get lost a lot. I bark. I bark a lot. Maybe he will hear it and find his way home.
He does not.
The human next door hears me though. He is mad and yells a lot. I do not like him. He smells bad. He smells like the burning stick in his mouth. I would be mad too if I had a burning stick in my mouth.
I stop barking. My human has not come home, and it is now dark. I am scared. Maybe he has been in a fight with other humans. Maybe he has lost. Maybe he will not come home. I would be sad if he did not come home. But I believe in my human. He always comes home. He will come home again.
I hear humans outside the door! Is my human coming home? I do not smell my human though. They are not my human. I am worried. I am worried my human is not coming home. Am I a bad dog if I do not believe in my human? I do not want to be a bad dog. Bad dogs do not get to chase things or go to parks with their human. I do not want to be a bad dog. I want to be a good boy, but it is very dark, and my human has not come home.
There is a loud noise. It is like a very angry bird. I jump up and look through the hole with the clear stuff and there is a bright flash. There is another bright flash, and then I see a flower in the sky. It is a big flower if I can see it this far away. It is bigger than even the big metal things we get in to go to the park. Then the flower barks at me.
It is loud! It is very, very loud. I feel it in the ground, and it hurts my ears. I jump because it is so loud. There are more noises, and more sky flowers of different shapes. Then, more barking. It is not the sound a flower should make. Flowers are for smelling, not for barking.
The burning sky flowers get bigger and louder and I am scared. I am very scared because I am a bad dog. I am a bad dog who did not believe in his human, and the big dogs in the sky are sending their sky flowers to bark at me. Oh it is horrible! It hurts my ears. I try to hide under the human's sleeping place. I do not fit like I used to fit.
The big sky dogs send more barking. I am a bad dog and I pee on the floor. I do not want too, but I am scared. The big sky dogs have made a terrible boom boom nightmare day to punish me for not believing in my human! I am a bad dog!
The barking stops. I am still sad though, because I am a bad dog. Then I hear humans. I smell one. It is my human! My human is coming home! I run to the door! It opens! My human is there! I tuck my tail between my legs because I have been a bad dog and I am scared. But my human is happy!
"Hey Buddy, happy 4th of July!"
He scratches behind my ear. "Who's a good boy?"
Me? I hope it is me! I am a bad dog but I want to be a good boy!
I like my human, even though my human leaves every day for long times. I am not happy when he is gone. He smells unhappy when he comes home too. I do not understand why he would leave every day if it makes him unhappy. I run to the door when I hear him come home. He is sad, but I lick his face and wag my tail. I wag because I am happy he is home. This makes him happy too. He smiles when he is happy! He scratches behind my ears and calls me a good boy. I like being a good boy!
But today it is getting dark and my human is not home. Maybe he has become lost. Humans seem to get lost a lot. I bark. I bark a lot. Maybe he will hear it and find his way home.
He does not.
The human next door hears me though. He is mad and yells a lot. I do not like him. He smells bad. He smells like the burning stick in his mouth. I would be mad too if I had a burning stick in my mouth.
I stop barking. My human has not come home, and it is now dark. I am scared. Maybe he has been in a fight with other humans. Maybe he has lost. Maybe he will not come home. I would be sad if he did not come home. But I believe in my human. He always comes home. He will come home again.
I hear humans outside the door! Is my human coming home? I do not smell my human though. They are not my human. I am worried. I am worried my human is not coming home. Am I a bad dog if I do not believe in my human? I do not want to be a bad dog. Bad dogs do not get to chase things or go to parks with their human. I do not want to be a bad dog. I want to be a good boy, but it is very dark, and my human has not come home.
There is a loud noise. It is like a very angry bird. I jump up and look through the hole with the clear stuff and there is a bright flash. There is another bright flash, and then I see a flower in the sky. It is a big flower if I can see it this far away. It is bigger than even the big metal things we get in to go to the park. Then the flower barks at me.
It is loud! It is very, very loud. I feel it in the ground, and it hurts my ears. I jump because it is so loud. There are more noises, and more sky flowers of different shapes. Then, more barking. It is not the sound a flower should make. Flowers are for smelling, not for barking.
The burning sky flowers get bigger and louder and I am scared. I am very scared because I am a bad dog. I am a bad dog who did not believe in his human, and the big dogs in the sky are sending their sky flowers to bark at me. Oh it is horrible! It hurts my ears. I try to hide under the human's sleeping place. I do not fit like I used to fit.
The big sky dogs send more barking. I am a bad dog and I pee on the floor. I do not want too, but I am scared. The big sky dogs have made a terrible boom boom nightmare day to punish me for not believing in my human! I am a bad dog!
The barking stops. I am still sad though, because I am a bad dog. Then I hear humans. I smell one. It is my human! My human is coming home! I run to the door! It opens! My human is there! I tuck my tail between my legs because I have been a bad dog and I am scared. But my human is happy!
"Hey Buddy, happy 4th of July!"
He scratches behind my ear. "Who's a good boy?"
Me? I hope it is me! I am a bad dog but I want to be a good boy!