My Favorite Dog of All–Timber!

: We call him “Timby”

Timber is my dog. We got him at the pound when he was ten months old. I liked him because I thought he was cute. My mommy thought he couldn’t hear, because he wouldn’t come when you called him. But now we know he can hear because he comes now. He goes to the farm a lot and plays with Lou and Pepper (you can see them in earlier posts). Timber is a boy, but he can’t have any puppies because he had surgery. He has not met Rocky and Sierra, because Rocky and Sierra are way too small for him. I’m afraid he might hurt them. Here is a story:

Once upon a time there was a girl and a boy and a mom and a dad. They looked for a dog for two or three weeks. They found Timby, but his name at the pound was Noah. The family adopted him and renamed him Timber. He’s happy, and the family is happy. Now Timber tries to dig under the fence and be a silly dog. The End.