So I found this on an old floppy the other day, I remember doing it when I was 13/14 on my mums laptop
What do you think? Would I make a good writer? I think so...
5 March 2005
One day I went to the rec’ to take Bobby, my dog for a walk, when we got there we saw that there were many other dogs there, Bobby felt happy about this and decided to go and make some friends whilst I brought an ice cream for us both. When I returned I saw that Bobby was on top of a Poodle, ‘What are you doing Bobby???’ I called,
‘Woof woofing woof woof’ he replied, I slung his collar around his neck and dragged him home I told him off for his doings and punished him by eating his ice cream.
Some months later we got a knock at the door, I went to answer but no one was there, I looked down and saw a basket full of puppies, I bent down and found a note inside the basket it read: ‘Take care of these Border Doodles, they are yours’, immediately I clicked these were the puppies of the Poodle at the park I brought them in and sat them by the fire. I called Bobby and explained the situation his reply was: ‘Wo woof wo wof wo woofing wof???’
‘I don’t know’ I said ‘But I have a pretty good idea’.
I turned on my mum’s laptop and started designing posters; Bobby had no idea what I was doing. ‘Finished!!!’, I shouted,
‘Wo woof’ said Bobby,
‘Yes I know it took a while, lets go!!!!’
I had printed Border Doodles for sale posters and we were going all over town putting them up, there were 10 puppies all together and the first 7 sold like gold, me and Booby discussed this:
‘Do you think we should raise the price?’ I said,
‘Wof woofinly wof woof wof woofs’ he said back,
‘Ok I said we’ll raise the price from £80 to £100’.
The next 3 sold very quickly as well so we made a profit of £850 me and Bobby celebrated all night and I brought him many, many treats.
A few days later we began talking again:
‘So what do you think of my business plan Bobby?’ I said,
‘Woofilant woofwoofinly woofliant’,
‘Ok lets go to the park then!’
The plan was to get more and more bitches pregnant so we could make lots and lots of money, we did the same again I went to get are ice creams while he did the business I came back and said:
‘You done?’, I said,
‘Woof woo wof wof’,
‘Two bitches!’, I said, ‘Well done Bobby’.
We ran home again only this time I give him his ice cream.
Some months later we heard a knock at the door, this time there was some one there the owner of the Labrador that Bobby had sexual relationships with, she came in and she was fine about it, the Labrador had had 8 puppies so we split them between us. Me and Bobby liked this particular dog so kept it for are own and sold the rest. A week later an other knock at the door there was a man there with the Golden Retriever bitch, who had 13 pups we discussed it again and I ended up with 6 pups and the man with 7. Me and Bobby also liked these dogs and kept one of our own and sold the rest. We ended up making £920 and had two new dogs in the house, Mike the Border Retriever and Lucy the Labrador Collie. This was a great business.
March 5 2014
‘Yes!!!’ I shouted ‘We made it we are millionaires!!!!’
‘Woof woof woof woofing woofly woof woof!!!!’ barked Phil, Fred, Lucy, Sue, Tim and Mike.
We had just sold the rest of Sues puppies, she was a Border Collie and mated with another Border Collie I saw one of her pups and I reminded of Bobby all those years ago, so like always I kept the one I wanted and named it after Bobby.
‘I wished he was here to see us now’ I said,
‘Woof’ barked Lucy, who was now 9 years old.
We continued the business for years to come and we all lived happily ever after.
EDIT: Pic of bob
What do you think? Would I make a good writer? I think so...
5 March 2005
One day I went to the rec’ to take Bobby, my dog for a walk, when we got there we saw that there were many other dogs there, Bobby felt happy about this and decided to go and make some friends whilst I brought an ice cream for us both. When I returned I saw that Bobby was on top of a Poodle, ‘What are you doing Bobby???’ I called,
‘Woof woofing woof woof’ he replied, I slung his collar around his neck and dragged him home I told him off for his doings and punished him by eating his ice cream.
Some months later we got a knock at the door, I went to answer but no one was there, I looked down and saw a basket full of puppies, I bent down and found a note inside the basket it read: ‘Take care of these Border Doodles, they are yours’, immediately I clicked these were the puppies of the Poodle at the park I brought them in and sat them by the fire. I called Bobby and explained the situation his reply was: ‘Wo woof wo wof wo woofing wof???’
‘I don’t know’ I said ‘But I have a pretty good idea’.
I turned on my mum’s laptop and started designing posters; Bobby had no idea what I was doing. ‘Finished!!!’, I shouted,
‘Wo woof’ said Bobby,
‘Yes I know it took a while, lets go!!!!’
I had printed Border Doodles for sale posters and we were going all over town putting them up, there were 10 puppies all together and the first 7 sold like gold, me and Booby discussed this:
‘Do you think we should raise the price?’ I said,
‘Wof woofinly wof woof wof woofs’ he said back,
‘Ok I said we’ll raise the price from £80 to £100’.
The next 3 sold very quickly as well so we made a profit of £850 me and Bobby celebrated all night and I brought him many, many treats.
A few days later we began talking again:
‘So what do you think of my business plan Bobby?’ I said,
‘Woofilant woofwoofinly woofliant’,
‘Ok lets go to the park then!’
The plan was to get more and more bitches pregnant so we could make lots and lots of money, we did the same again I went to get are ice creams while he did the business I came back and said:
‘You done?’, I said,
‘Woof woo wof wof’,
‘Two bitches!’, I said, ‘Well done Bobby’.
We ran home again only this time I give him his ice cream.
Some months later we heard a knock at the door, this time there was some one there the owner of the Labrador that Bobby had sexual relationships with, she came in and she was fine about it, the Labrador had had 8 puppies so we split them between us. Me and Bobby liked this particular dog so kept it for are own and sold the rest. A week later an other knock at the door there was a man there with the Golden Retriever bitch, who had 13 pups we discussed it again and I ended up with 6 pups and the man with 7. Me and Bobby also liked these dogs and kept one of our own and sold the rest. We ended up making £920 and had two new dogs in the house, Mike the Border Retriever and Lucy the Labrador Collie. This was a great business.
March 5 2014
‘Yes!!!’ I shouted ‘We made it we are millionaires!!!!’
‘Woof woof woof woofing woofly woof woof!!!!’ barked Phil, Fred, Lucy, Sue, Tim and Mike.
We had just sold the rest of Sues puppies, she was a Border Collie and mated with another Border Collie I saw one of her pups and I reminded of Bobby all those years ago, so like always I kept the one I wanted and named it after Bobby.
‘I wished he was here to see us now’ I said,
‘Woof’ barked Lucy, who was now 9 years old.
We continued the business for years to come and we all lived happily ever after.
EDIT: Pic of bob
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