The huge, black Newfoundland named Sirus woke up and immediately smelled the humans' mouth-watering breakfast. He stretched sleepily and yawned. Then he found Kandi the calico cat sleeping on her white, fluffy blanket. He really wanted to wake the calico and chase it, but the aroma of his family's delicious breakfast was overwhelming. He walked down the steep stairs in a trance. He snapped out of his trance long enough to notice that the beautiful, white Christmas angel wasn't on top of the fake tree in the living room. He tried warning the humans with his low, deep bark, but all it did was wake up baby Gwendalynne. Baby Gwendalynne was Quin's niece, she was staying here for the night. Feeling frustrated, he forgot all about their succulent breakfast and went back to sleep.
December 23, 2011
"ARRRGH!!!" huffed Renesmee, "THE CHRISTMAS ANGEL IS GONE!!!"
Sirus jumped up from his evening nap in alarm and growled. When he noticed there weren't any intruders, he relaxed and looked at Renesmee.
She looked at Sirus and hollered, "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT, IF YOU WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN LAZY, YOU COULD HAVE WATCHED FOR INTRUDERS AND THAT WAS MY FAMILY HEIRLOOM!!!
"Calm down, honey," said Quin soothingly.
"I'M NOT GOING TO CALM DOWN, QUIN," screamed Renesmee, "EVER SINCE THAT MONGREL," she pointed at Sirus, "SHOWED UP, MY LIFE HAS BEEN RUINED!!!"
Then she stormed up the stairs and shut the door so hard, the house shook.
Late that night Sirus fell asleep and woke up frequently because he had a terrible nightmare, little did he know that it was going to come true….
December 24, 2011
Renesmee stormed down the rickety stairs and went into Quin's office. He was making blueprints for a beautiful house on his computer.
Quin turns around and asks, "What, honey?"
"I WANT YOU TO TAKE THAT DISGUSTING DOG TO THE POUND!" screeched Renesmee dramatically.
"Honey, are you sure?" questioned Quin.
"I'M AS SURE AS YOU WERE WHEN YOU DECIDED TO MOVE HERE!" she declared grumpily.
"Okay, if you say so, my love." Then Quin got up and called, "Here boy, come here boy! Whistle, whistle!" Then the gigantic Newfoundland came bounding through the hallway and jumped on him and barked as if to say, "I'm here, I'm here! What do you want?"
"We're going to the pound boy!" Quin tried to say excitedly, but Sirus was too smart for him. Sirus was going to put his sweet, puppy-dog face on, but Quin was already holding on to his thick, red collar and directing him towards the French doors.
Sirus began howling. It seemed like he had been at the pound for hours. He tried unlocking the cage with his huge, black nose. "Click!" he had done it, he had unlocked the cage! He was so happy he almost yelped with joy, but then he remembered this place was crawling with human strangers. He leaped out of the cage and landed on the ground with a big thud! He looked around the filthy dog pound. Once he assured himself that there weren't any humans suspicious of his presence, he ran towards the door and out into the fresh, open air. He took a big whiff of the air to see if anything threatening was nearby. When there wasn't, he sprinted down the sidewalk and towards his companions' house.
Meanwhile, Sirus' family was on the phone talking to the dog catcher of the pound where Quin left Sirus.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'HE RAN AWAY!?'" screamed Renesmee furiously. Then she hung up the phone.
While Renesmee was screeching at the dog catcher, Sirus was half way home when he smelled the scrumptious odor of a half-eaten donut in the garbage can. He skidded to a stop and went into an alley where he thought the delicious donut might be. He knocked over the garbage can and rifled through the garbage. Then he stopped. He found his families beautiful, white Christmas Angel! He picked it up and rushed to his home.
When he got to his family's home Renesmee forgave him and he gave her a big, wet, doggy kiss on her cheek in return.
THE END
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