Jane's Adventure

This morning, when I woke up, Grandma was working in the kitchen, and Mommy was on the computer and the telephone looking for a house. No one knew I was awake! I started to cry. When Grandma came to get me, I pointed to my binkie on the floor. She picked it up. Then I handed her my blankey. She took it. Finally she lifted me out of bed. Grandma leaned over to open the blinds and let the sunshine in. We looked out the window, and what do you think we saw? There was a little furry ball shivering in the corner of the window well. Was it a puppy? Was it a kitty? We couldn't tell. She had two pointed ears but had buried her little nose in her paws. Grandma and I went upstairs to see. We went outside, even though I was still in my pajamas. (So was Grandma, but she had pants on with her nightgown, and put a jacket on.) Grandma put me down on a stepping stone and we looked in the window well. There was a frightened little puppy. We couldn't get her out, so we went inside and back down to my room. Grandma put me in my bed so I could watch. I didn't even cry. Grandma climbed up on the counter, opened the window, and took off the screen. Then she slipped out into the window well. The puppy was scared! Grandma gently lifted her up and put her in the garden. We went upstairs again, and out the front door. The puppy hadn't moved. She was too scared. Grandma walked towards her, speaking softly, but the dog moved closer to me. Then Mommy came out. The Chihuahua was afraid of Grandma. She was afraid of Mommy. But she wasn't afraid of me! She liked me! I got to pet her. She didn't want to go home. We gave her water. She was too scared to drink. Grandma put her inside her jacket to warm her up, because she was shivering. Then we made her a bed. She liked to sit on the front porch by the door. She wanted to come in . . . then she saw Rastus. Mommy said it was time for my breakfast and took me inside. The puppy wandered away. One time when Grandma looked out, she saw the dog sitting on the step by the door, but I think she is gone now. Her bed is still on the porch. Some water is still on the porch. If she comes back, she will be warm and she won't be thirsty. I hope she found her way home. THE END