“Mom, have you written your slice today?”
“Mmm, no I haven’t” I reply as I glance at the clock and think of all the chores left to do.
“Well, I have my story that you could type up.”
The following is a short story written by my Cat in the Hat.
It was a beautiful Sunday morning when Callie came outside to walk her dog, Butter.
“I can already tell it will be hot again, “ I sighed.
I hurried to attach the leash to Butter’s purple collar so I could get the walk over with and get out of the heat.
“Let’s go Butter, I have homework to do!” Butter just barked in response.
As we walked along the beach, Butter suddenly started barking and pulling on his leash.
As I rounded the corner, I saw a gray shape laying in the sand. It dawned on me that it was a beached dolphin.
I knew it was alive because it was blinking it’s sad eyes at me.
I reached in my pocket to grab my i-phone to call for help—but it wasn’t there.
“Darn it!” I yelled. “I must have left it at home!”
I knew I had to save it on my own. I gently started pushing it in the warm ocean. When the water almost got up to my knees, it started to swim on it’s own.
“Yes! Almost there!” I shouted. With one more push, it was off.
When I thought it was okay, feeling of joy washed over me like the waves lapping at the sand.
With a sigh of relief, Butter and I turned towards home.