I woke up at about 12:30 A.M. I could see my owner getting ready to buy himself a snack. I pondered to myself and said, “I hope he buys me treats”. That reminded me, I had to eat breakfast. So I decided to get up and go to the kitchen. Once I arrived I realized that I didn't have any food. I had eaten it all.

So I ran, wanting to catch up to my owner, so that I can go with him, because I was hungry. The door was locked so I ran to the window and started to bark at him. He looked at me and just smiled and waved goodbye, then left. I felt alone and abandoned for a while, then I got over it. I went back up to the doggy door and unlocked it, because he always locks it, I know how to unlock my door. Thank goodness my owner hasn't found out yet. But there was one problem, the front gate was closed. That I couldn't open, I was too short for that.

Thankfully the U.P.S guy came and opened the gate to leave a brand new sweater my owner had bought me one week ago. So once I had the chance, I ran out and was free to go anywhere I desired.... I turned on the radio and started to listen to Magic 98.3, which is my favorite radio station. “ I hope puchy is alright at home, he must be very hungry, like I am. I'll just go to petsmart after the bakery.” So I arrived at the bakery and said “Hi” to the cashier and baker....

I was on my way. And I could already smell the fresh baked cakes and cookie roaming in the air. I decided to follow that same scent. I arrived to my destination. I saw my owners car and I knew he would be here. He comes to the bakery every saturday. (Baker) “Whose dog is that?” (owner) “What dog?”.... The one outside!” I turned around around to check what dog the baker was talking about. It was puchy barking at me outside the bakery. I was confused I thought I was hallucinating. How could a small yorkie dog the size of a doll, walk 4 blocks from home to the bakery without getting crushed by a car or even stolen. I was relieved . I am just I just let him into the bakery. After that , since I promised to buy him some food, I went with him to go buy it together. It had been his first time ever going to a store with me. Besides the haircuts he gets at the dog salon downtown.

Once we got to petsmart and asked him what dog food he wanted, but I knew that he wouldn't answer me. But I just asked him, you never know when he could be able to talk and he has just been hiding it in.Or possibly if he could unlock doors especially his doggy door. Coming to think about it, how did he get out of the house? And capable to find me? I thought that I had locked the doggy door and the back door also. May be he was lucky and the lock broke....

(Puchy) I'm happy it was my first time in petsmart. The dogs around the neighborhood had told me that it was a cool big place. And if you ever did number 1 or 2 they wouldnt mind and they would just clean it up for you. Possibly because there used to it. You know, how about dozens of dogs come to there store every day. I had never knew that. I felt like the new pet on the block. Well I am sort of the new guy because I just arrived here about one year ago. They have all been here for about three or four years. I heard of a dog that lives on the other side of the town hat has lived up to nine years with his owners. That's about 63 years old in dogs years!

I hope I still feel well at that time. I really don't want to suffer when I'm in the 60 year old stage. So anyways once we arrived we went straight to the dog food lane. I can't believe I hadn't even had breakfast yet. And Its already 1:45 p.m. “I just can't choose, they're all so good!” I wish I could just get them all, but there no way my owner would let me. He picked up the bag and put it on the cart. He then checked for some booties (shoes specially made for dogs). To see if one could fit me for next winter. Its had just turned summer about 3 weeks ago and I was so excited to go to the beach and play with the Frisbee. My owner would bring me everyday. Alright not everyday but on the weekends we would.

I then pulled on the leash and tried to drag him to my favorite place of all. The treaty section. I may be small but when it comes to treats nobody touch mine. I guilted him into buying me a box of milk bones and a brand new chew toy. I had broken the last one. The puppy dog face always works on him. Practice makes perfect and cuteness. He also hates it when I do that because he just can't say no to me. Once I arrived home my owner saw the doggy door open. I just glided through his legs and pretended like nothing happened. And I made it to my bed upstairs as fast as I Could. He looked at me in a face of shame and disappointed. I think he knew it was me that opened it. Next time I know that I should not do that.

But of course after 1 week of no treats and no playing outside with my friends. It felt lonely and gloomy even though the sun was out. but then that week eventually passed and I was unpunished and free. I learned that I should never disobey and not run away from home to track down my owner.My owner also learned something also.

He learned to never punish me for more than 3 days. Because I ripped up all his slippers and barked all night and day. I eventually got cranky and couldn't handle it anymore. So all my emotions and anger got out and I went crazy. I showed him a lesson also. So basically don't mess with puchy. But and always have spare food because I also get mad when I don't have my lunch ready. I with chase you don't sooner or later. But about 4 months later I did the same thing when my chew toy was ripped in half. I couldn't sleep without it. Its like a baby without its bottle to feed on. Yeah its that serious. I'm practically a child. So my friends thought that I had died , of course they were wrong. If I were ever dead I would haunt them , just kidding. they had said that it was lonely without me around. imagine how it felt when I wasn't here about one year ago. There life must have been like a graveyard. If it were me I would be deserted. Well that's all, that was my story about how me and my owner met.... again.
Even though we were only 4 blocks away for about 30 minutes. I guess I felt sort of left alone and lonely so that's why I decided to follow him to the bakery because I don't like to be left alone at all. That may be the main reason. And to all the dogs, cats, hamsters, fish, etc. be thankful for your owners even if they bother you with all the tricks and obeying. Don't think that you would be better without them and that you could survive without them. Because you wouldn't really.