Angels

 “Boys, stop running! You're gonna get hurt! Rocky, not you too!” I barked. 

Rocky followed closely behind the boys yipping as they ran up stairs.

“You asked for it-” I started. Ding dong! Rocky stopped chasing the boys and started yelping and jumping at the door. “Intruder! Intruder! INTRUDER!!!” he exclaimed. He ran to the window just in time to see a man leave a box on the porch. “That’s right! Go on!” Rocky said.

 Mom came and hushed him.

“Aren’t you proud of me, mom? I scared off the intruder, mom!” Rocky said, jumping and pawing her legs. Mom opened the door and picked up the package.

Yep, this is an ordinary day in the Farmer's house. My name is Lulu and I am the nanny pup and Rocky is my partner. And we are the Farmer family’s guardian angels. It is our duty to keep everyone safe. From squirrels to car accidents, we have been doing our job faithfully since the first day. And believe me, Seven years of protection is a big deal!


-Whimsical Writer


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