One particularly cold Saturday in January, I was supposed to take our dog out for a walk but it was so cold that I didn't want to go outside. instead, I just opened the door and let the dog out by himself. I kept an eye on him to make sure he would come back inside. - FIRST, Another neighborhood dog quickly ran past our house and my dog sped after him. I hurriedly went to grab my coat so I could follow my dog And then I rushed outside. Unfortunately my dog was nowhere in sight. I walked a few blocks but I was unable to find him. - NEXT, I continued circling the neighborhood looking for our dog but I didn't see him any where. I called out his name and I looked in all the alleys. I got more and more upset. I had made a huge mistake. all I wanted was to stay warm but now I was extremely cold-- and so was my dog. - THEN, Finally I gave up and went home. my mother was waiting for me and smiling broadly. she told me, " Our dog came back home all by himself. so you were right-- he did come back-- but you were wrong, too. . you should have done your job this morning." - LAST,

THE LOST DOG - SHORT STORY-AMSLP

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