Amelia's Super Doggie Blog

We ran to the mountain, my furry friend behind me, we slowly climbed the steep hill of rocks and gravel. We didn’t get far when Coco whined that she couldn’t climb the tall mountain. No fingers, no thumbs. Im not sure dogs can climb. All she had was claws, and those, can’t climb mountains.

“Ohhh, we’re never gonna get to the winning vehicle at this pace.!” I yelled, I slowly went quiet, knowing that Coco didn’t know what I was saying. We heard music behind us, that’s when I knew we had to get moving. I had to carry Coco.

The birds flew past the rocky hill. Chirping came from the skies and he knew it was time. Frank Rolling emerged from his cold  stone body. His ghost flew around. He looked at his stone figure and was mad at what the village had done to him. He flew to the closest town. It was abandoned. They knew Frank wanted revenge. 100 years in stone only made him more thirsty. His heart pounded and was determined to destroy the village and find the people to end them! This search proved to fail. He searched for days. Nothing. Nothing at all.

Arrooooo! Arrooooo!

Wolves howled to the full moon.

Grrr. Ruff Ruff!

“Becky, stop that!” I yelled, trying to go to sleep.

He looked back at me with a sad but confused look. Beckys my dog. He’s an adorable lil’ fluff ball but always hated the wolves.

Grrrrr! Grrrrr! Ruff! Grrrrr!

“Becky!” Becky was sitting by the door. I opened it, thinking he wanted to go out for dog reasons like maybe there’s a cat but Becky zoomed off to the front gate.

Then, something weird happened, Becky spoke, “Which way to the shops?” He panted.

“What?” I said confused, “Becky?”

As he stood there, eyes full of hope, he drank the purple potion. I watched in hope to see if he would grow wings and fly. His round pink body was still the same. It took about a minute but pink bat wings emerged from the adorable animal.

“Max! Get out here. You need to see something!” I said as I kicked the glass bottle behind a square bush.

“What! How? How did you get shrimp to fly? I didn’t realise they could fly!” Questioned Max, hands over his head.

“He’s a pig. That’s how.” I replied with a  smirk.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

“Whats that?” asked William.

He pointed at a tall stone building, kinda like a light house, starting thick to thin.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

“I think it’s a cloud maker.” Replied Sam, “Lets go check it out!” Sam went running towards it as clouds jumped out.

“But how do we get in?” asked William, “What if we get in trouble for going near it?” Sam starting climbing the stone, William followed hesitantly and when they reached the top…. They flew up into the sky on a cloud.

“Who’s that?” asked Sam, pointing at a man in the clouds.

Flick Flick, Flick Flick

The lights were flickering and the sounds of popping coming from the light bulb. Was the light bulb broken? Coco was barking at the light bulb WOOF WOOF, WOOF WOOF and then at the light switch. “Whats wrong girl?” I asked but then she jumped on the wall and nearly did a backflip! I decided to grab a ladder and see what was up. I climbed up the ladder but when I got to the top, I saw a flash of light, then, darkness. I fell backwards and hurt myself badly. What a nasty light bulb!

Splash! I had gotten soaked. Its really annoying when people splash me with their oar!  Don’t get me wrong, I love paddle boarding but not having people get me wet. That was my one rule! That day was a bust. I needed to have a shower. As I was heading home I was so angry that I didn’t even realise that I was walking in mushrooms! My face was wrinkled with anger and I was very wistful! As I was going up the hill, a type written paper fell to my feet. It said, “The world is full of regret.”

The lights fell dark and suddenly, darkness enveloped the room I was in. I opened the window but not a single street light was on, even though it was night. All I could see was a ball of darkness. It looked like a ton of black worms feasting on some food. Something ran past my window, I didn’t know what it was, I mean like, how could I? It looked as though it was running at the speed of light. Soon the weird black ball saw me. It rushed to my window and… BAM… no more light. Darkness had won.

 

The pot was boiling, the toaster was toasting and the chef was cooking. Everything was going to plan! Mr. Chef had prepared a meal for the judges on The Worlds Greatest Chef!  He was inventing a new spread for toast and bread. It was called, Vegemite. The judges names were Jeffery, Linda, Mandy and the Mare, Sarah. He had made his Vegemite and had the toast. It was…. Delicious! Mr. Chef served up the dishes and said, “Eat up!” But Jeffery didn’t want to.

“No,” he said, “I like Marmite.” Mr. Chef was completely shocked like the other 3 judges.

Sill as a standing scare crow with his skin coloured turquoise blue.

 

Tough as nails with its hard stone body.

 

Around in the garden reminding everyone about him. In the plants. Everywhere we look, we see him.

 

Telling the world its story just by looks and pride, engraved in his blue stone heart of leadership.

 

Under the clouds, standing high. Being proud of what he did. Saying you can be just like him in anyway possibly you can.

 

Everyone takes photos for the memory of his bravery and joy to the world. He is our idol. We bow to him.