Week 3 - The dog race by Ryan B

I was almost there, I could see the finish line, then I tripped. My dog saw a squirrel, and had run off after it. It had crossed in front of me then run back, getting me tangled in its lead. As I feel I noticed something horrible - I had gone from being first to last! All of my opponents flew past me, leaving me to eat their dust! I had lost! All because of a squirrel! I even lost my dog because it ran after that squirrel! I guess I’ll have to wait until next year…

By Ryan B