Meg+C

The Guard Dog! Next to our house is another house, which I’m sure is the same with you, but there is something about the house next door. There isn’t a fence on this house, so you can see straight into the front yard. Wasps fly around the yard though they don’t live long, due to them getting stuck in the tangles of bushes scattered everywhere. From my backyard I can hear nasty words erupting from his mouth. He snarls and barks at his tame dog, his loyal companion. When our neighbour heads outside, you can see his fur is matted, and his collar spiky and sharp. He drags his Bob the Builder backpack along with his yellow teeth, and even though he looks a mess, he stops to talk to everyone he sees, including my family. My best friend says everybody has one next door. Every second house is occupied by one these days. I know she’s telling the truth, all my other friends have one too. My best friends neighbour moved his bed outside and now sleeps under the stars, and whenever I sleep over at my friend’s place I can hear him snoring loudly from her bedroom. It’s quite alarming I think, but I’ve gotten used to it, and now think it is quite calming. I’ve heard many stories of these guard dogs, but never will I stop being so amazed by them, especially the one next door.