There was a dog missing in the neighborhood. His name was chewy. His owner Carla was worried sick about him. She had put up missing posters all over her neighborhood.

Madame Sophelia was enjoying laying in the sun. Her tummy was exposed. She rolled around and then went to sleep.

She was a woken up suddenly! It was an annoying dog. Oh no. She got up and hissed. Chewy came close to her face and she wacked him with her right claw.

“How dare you wake me up!” Madame Sophelia huffed.

The dog started barking at her.

“Be quiet demon.”

The dog kept barking. It was talented at barking.

She decided to go back inside. Leaving the dog to bark itself out.

Mary was inside having tea.

“Some dog is outside. It won’t shut up.”

Mary laughed.

“Was it a golden retriever?” Mary wondered
“Yes it was. How did you know?” Madame Sophelia asked.

“Its owner is looking for it. I’ll give her a call.”

“Go ahead.” Madame Sophelia said.
She rubbed against Marys left leg.

“Why dont you keep an eye on chewy until Carla gets here?”

“Only if you give me tuna after its gone. What kind of name is chewy anyways? Does it chew shoes?” Madame Sophelia huffed.

Mary laughed. She called the number that was on the poster.

Madame Sophelia went to the window… the dog was still barking!

“You have got to be kidding me!” Madame Sophelia huffed again.

She went outside for a minute before chewy noticed her. Chewy tried to lick her!

Madame Sophelia hissed.

She was not going to take this. She wacked the dog again. She then back inside.

A few minutes later the doorbell rang. It was Carla!

“Thank Goodness.” Madame Sopelia purred.

Mary answered the door. She let Carla in.

“Chewy is outside.”

Carla tried to reply but sneezed instead.

Oh no… Carla was allergic to cats! How unfortunate.

“I’ll go get Chewy. No need to stay long sorry.” Mary said, worried about Carla.

Mary brought Chewy inside.

“Thank you so much! Here is $50. That the reward for finding my precious little chewy.”

“You call that dog little? Its mammoth…” Madame Sophelia muttered.

Carla and chewy left.
Mary went back to her tea.
Madame Sophelia went back to sunbathing…

(What sort of adventures should Madame Sophelia go on?)


I’m hoping to become a writer, playwright & novelist. I'm also considering becoming a Historian or librarian at this stage in life. I'm looking for opportunities in performance writing and publishing short stories in literary magazines. I study English and Creative Writing at university.