"Bark! Meow! Chirp!" Gosh these sound went on all day and all night. Me? I'm Riker I'm a brown husky. My old owners named me Riker but at this nasty crummy place the named me Mister Brown. All these children run up to my cage and say weird words like "Mommy! Daddy!" I almost got a new home but then I didn't. I waited forever for someone to take me. Maybe it was because I was a old dog. I was two and a half but I was the only not bratty dog. After waiting forever I made an escape plan. I would open my cage, which I can do because my cage is super old, and right before the owner of the crummy hole closes the door put my paw there and wait for him to leave then it's my turn to. I waited six hours until closing time. I slowly push the cage door open and sneakily trotted behind the boxes. I saw the old man owner take out his keys and walk toward the door. Here is my time to shine. He opened the door and walked out. I ran to the door and put my paw right where the door almost closed. It worked! My plan was genius! The man didn't even notice! I ran Down the cement path and into an alley. That's when something amazing happened.
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Riker: A Dog Adventure
Teen FictionYou might know me as Riker, a 67 pound brown husky. I was put out for adoption in a crummy place. It stunk so bad! I had an escape plan. It actually worked too! After I left it was a miracle!
