and where it goes to learn something special from somewhere so it can prove itself better than its sister puppy.
the time was the summer of 1943, billy was 12 and i was 10. we boys spent our summer fishing for trout and exploring. billy’s dog spot tagged along and enjoyed the chance to chase rabbits and follow wherever the smells might lead. one day we started home and spot was nowhere to be found. spot was lost! two weeks passed, no spot. spot's story is one of courage and the will to come home.
the dog ate my homework is a very modern tale of a boy, his dog and his 