The Hobbit In A Pet's Eyes
1. Chapter 1
Hi. My name is Misty. My slave (or ‘mistress, to please Sandy, who is the dog) is called Helen. This is the story of when Helen, Sandy and I were transported to a strange place, which I later found out, was called Middle Earth.
This is my diary.
Day 1: I woke up not feeling very well. Helen was there, as she always was, to look after me. She seemed afraid for whatever reason. I suddenly found out why, because there was a strange crackling noise, then the roof fell down on top of us. Helen screamed, Sandy yelped and did a pee without burying it- dirty animal, she should have buried it! I meowed, feeling worse than I ever had before. It made my illness seem like a game! We landed on the grass, only to see some strange creatures looking at us. One said something in a foreign sounding language, then we were picked up and carried away.
This is my diary.
Day 1: I woke up not feeling very well. Helen was there, as she always was, to look after me. She seemed afraid for whatever reason. I suddenly found out why, because there was a strange crackling noise, then the roof fell down on top of us. Helen screamed, Sandy yelped and did a pee without burying it- dirty animal, she should have buried it! I meowed, feeling worse than I ever had before. It made my illness seem like a game! We landed on the grass, only to see some strange creatures looking at us. One said something in a foreign sounding language, then we were picked up and carried away.
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