It's Christmas time! And the air is filled with chilly gusts of wind, and snow. And young puppy, named becomes separated from his mother after he jumps out of his breeder's box chasing a bird. Now he must fend for himself during the coldest Christmas in years begging for a chance to be home safe and warm. When all hope seems to be lost, a young couple driving home finds him in the snow, will they call a shelter? Or take him in? Hmmm?
Coming home last weekend I saw a little puppy alone at 9 o'clock, I wanted to either take him in or call someone, and I knew my mom would be okay with it, but my boyfriend said it was probably the puppy of a man who was standing infront of his car in a parking lot. I wasn't sure. I asked my dad if we could go back, but he said the dog would probably be gone right now. I felt so bad, and I hope the puppy was own by the man in the parking lot. So, I'm writing this the way I wanted it it go. 8)