Hi- A Kids Story

So this is my first Blog,

I'm sitting here right now with my little kitten i got only 3 days ago and dreaming of all future things. In fact right now I'm going to go clean my teeth, I will be right back. Sorry!

Okay, back and settled in bed. Ready for a story?

Silver wasn't a old dog, but scars from previous stories had left their toll; for one thing he no longer had claws as such, just metal blades. For another his fur had been burned and bleached, leaving him with strange black and silver stripes running along his back. He wasn't in pain, don't worry this isn't a sad story. Every night, when his owners were tucked up in bed, he would cautiously pick the lock on his front door and step out into the moonlight.

What we miss as night sleepers is the nightlife and those who choose to stay awake are blissfully unaware, for anything we might find unusual, we block out through big headed assumptions that no other animal is like us or blame it on the lighting. So in short, no one noticed the dog wandering. wssssssvb (that was my cat, he likes keyboards).

The funny thing is, he wasn't the only dog wandering that night. There was fluffy, the next door neighbors little  Westie who resented his name. Jackson the macho Labrador, with his little Yorkie girlfriend Leana. Then there were the few he didn't know very well and of course the Street Dogs. Little bit of important information on the Street Dogs, you stay away from them at all costs.

Well, all of them but Fang. Grey, wise and old Fang was a different sort. Silver picked his way through the little alleys and gaps until he found the junkyard and heaven for the homeless. Chucked out food and blankets littered everywhere, occasionally the odd thing that could be used as a shelter, this is where Fang lived. Nerves are never good in these places, the rougher ones can smell the fear of a posh dog for miles. That is why Silver found himself faced with the roughened ears and scars of Spike.

Want to find out what happens next? Stick around. Honestly I cannot promise I will finish it but maybe I will. 

At least I can promise the stories will keep coming, littered with cliches and grammatical errors. Lets just hope they get better.

As for me, I'm going to sleep soon I guess. I really could do with a hot chocolate. Well at least I am all warm in bed with marmite snuggled up on my blanket. Did you know... kittens claws are sharp? My arms look like they have been used to sharpen knives at a ninja school. Jeeze.

Anyway, see you soon. Nighty night to you all, спокойной ночи.

PRx