Lucy was a dog who needed a new home. We found her at the pound, and her time there was almost up. So, we decided to adopt her and bring her home. I showed Lucy around our house and the yard. But when the neighbor’s dog barked, Lucy got scared and hid under a bush. Even treats couldn’t make her come out! Finally, I managed to get her out and took her to my room. That’s when the howling started.
Lucy howled in the morning, afternoon, and evening. It was so loud that I had to wear earmuffs! My dad thought Lucy was lonely, so he brought her a mirror. Lucy cried to the dog in the mirror. Mom cooked her a special meal, and I offered her treats, but nothing stopped the howling.
Then, I had an idea. Mom bought a soft, comfy toy for Lucy. Dad took her to a dog psychologist who suggested playing classical music or lullabies. We tried the music, and Lucy howled along. Mom said Lucy wasn’t happy, so we decided to try one more night. If she didn’t settle down, we would have to return her. I gave her my favorite stuffed animal, and Lucy snuggled with it. The howling stopped, and we all slept well.
In the morning, Lucy jumped on my bed and grabbed another toy. I yelled, but she wouldn’t give it up. During the day, Lucy moved her new friends around the house and played games with them. I gave her a few of my less favorite toys to add to her collection. Now Lucy has four dogs, two bears, two kittens, and one giraffe. Before going to sleep, Lucy collects all her furry friends and puts them in her soft bed. If one is missing, she searches everywhere for it.
One night, I climbed into bed hoping Lucy would forget about her missing toy, but she didn’t. Soon, I felt her tugging on my blanket. She found her giraffe, and we could finally go to bed. Good night, my perfect puppy.
When I was five, I said I was an artist and needed to paint and draw every day. Now I still paint, and my dog Louis likes to watch me. Sometimes he even helps. This morning, I was busy working on a painting of a tall building. First, I painted a big gray shape, and then I drew windows and a door. I painted the bushes and leaves at the bottom last. I asked Louis if the picture was done, and he barked. I knew he wanted to be included, so I added him to the picture. I asked again, and this time he barked yes.
I taped the picture to the wall, and we looked at it together. I asked Louis if he liked my painting, and he ran around the studio, wagging his tail and kissing me. I gave my picture a title: “My Dog Sings, I Am a Genius.”
Then it was time for me to go to school. Louis was sad and a little mad because he didn’t like being left alone. While I was gone, he took a long nap. I left him a bowl of water and toys to chew on. He is a good dog and usually doesn’t get into trouble.
I expected to see Louis waiting at the window, but today he wasn’t there. I called out for him, and when I didn’t get an answer, I went to find him. I called again, and Louis ran to me, jumping up and down. He wanted me to see what he had done. I followed him to the other side of the studio and saw an awesome painting. I told Louis he had talent and was an artist just like me. I titled his picture “My Dog is a Genius.”
Max’s puppy was lost. She was here, and now she was gone. Max called for her, but she didn’t come. He looked everywhere for her but couldn’t find her. He walked home alone, feeling sad and unable to eat. In the middle of the night, Max had a scary dream and couldn’t go back to sleep. He got out of bed and made lost dog posters.
Max hung the posters near his house and the park. Meanwhile, the puppy wandered in circles but couldn’t find Max. She was tired and hungry. Max waited for news of his lost dog, and then the phone rang. It was not news about the puppy.
When the doorbell rang, it was Max’s friend Lucy. Max told her the puppy was lost, and she offered to help look for her. They decided to search the park, where there were lots of dogs. Max had an idea to go to the last spot he saw the puppy and wait there.
The puppy was tired of wandering and decided to go back to where she last saw Max. She picked up Max’s scent and took off in that direction. Max recognized the puppy’s bark and ran to meet her. Now she was no longer a lost puppy; she was found.
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Adopt a Toy Friend: Just like Lucy found comfort in her stuffed animals, you can choose a toy or stuffed animal to be your special friend for a week. Take care of it by creating a cozy bed, playing with it, and even telling it stories. At the end of the week, share with your class how taking care of your toy made you feel and if it helped you understand Lucy’s feelings better.
Artistic Adventure with Louis: Create your own painting or drawing inspired by Louis the Artist. Include your favorite animal or pet in the picture. Once you’re done, give your artwork a title and share it with your family or friends. Ask them what they think your pet would say about the picture if it could talk!
Puppy Detective Game: Play a game of hide and seek with a toy or a friend, just like Max searched for his lost puppy. Hide the toy somewhere in your house or yard and create clues to help someone find it. This activity will help you understand how Max felt when he was looking for his puppy and how happy he was when he found her.
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Lucy was rescued from the pound where we found her. Her time was almost up, so we filled out the adoption papers and brought her home. I showed Lucy around the house and then our yard. When the neighbor’s dog barked, she hid under a bush and wouldn’t come out, even when I held out treats. Eventually, I got Lucy to come out, and I carried her to my room. That’s when the howling began.
Lucy howled in the morning and in the afternoon. By evening, the howling was so loud that I put on ear muffs. My dad thought our new dog was lonely, so he brought her a mirror. Lucy cried to the dog in the mirror. Mom cooked Lucy a special meal, and I offered her treats, but food didn’t stop the howling.
Then I had an idea. Mom bought a nice, soft, comfy toy. Dad took Lucy to a dog psychologist who specialized in nervous dogs. The doctor spent an hour with Lucy and then suggested playing classical music or lullabies. We played the soft music, and Lucy howled along.
Mom said Lucy wasn’t happy, so we decided to try for one more night. If Lucy didn’t settle down, we would have to return her. I had one last idea: I gave her my favorite stuffed animal. Lucy snuggled with it, and the howling stopped. We all slept really well.
In the morning, Lucy jumped on my bed and grabbed another one of my toys. I yelled, but she held it in her mouth and wouldn’t give it up. During the day, Lucy moved her new friends around the house and played games with them. I gave her a few of my less favorite toys to add to her collection. Now Lucy has four dogs, two bears, two kittens, and one giraffe. Before going to sleep, Lucy collects all her furry friends and puts them in her soft bed. If one is missing, she searches everywhere for it.
One night, I climbed into bed hoping Lucy would forget about her missing toy, but she didn’t. Soon, I felt her tugging on my blanket. She found her giraffe, and we could finally go to bed. Good night, my perfect puppy.
When I was five, I said I was an artist and needed to paint and draw every day. Now I still paint, and my dog Louis likes to watch me. Sometimes he even helps. This morning, I was busy working on a painting of a tall building. First, I painted a big gray shape, and then I drew windows and a door. I painted the bushes and leaves at the bottom last. I asked Louis if the picture was done, and he barked. I knew he wanted to be included, so I added him to the picture. I asked again, and this time he barked yes.
I taped the picture to the wall, and we looked at it together. I asked Louis if he liked my painting, and he ran around the studio, wagging his tail and kissing me. I gave my picture a title: “My Dog Sings, I Am a Genius.”
Then it was time for me to go to school. Louis was sad and a little mad because he didn’t like being left alone. While I was gone, he took a long nap. I left him a bowl of water and toys to chew on. He is a good dog and usually doesn’t get into trouble.
I expected to see Louis waiting at the window, but today he wasn’t there. I called out for him, and when I didn’t get an answer, I went to find him. I called again, and Louis ran to me, jumping up and down. He wanted me to see what he had done. I followed him to the other side of the studio and saw an awesome painting. I told Louis he had talent and was an artist just like me. I titled his picture “My Dog is a Genius.”
Max’s puppy was lost. She was here and now she was gone. Max called for her, but she didn’t come. He looked everywhere for her, but couldn’t find her. He walked home alone, feeling sad and unable to eat. In the middle of the night, Max had a scary dream and couldn’t go back to sleep. He got out of bed and made lost dog posters.
Max hung the posters near his house and the park. Meanwhile, puppy wandered in circles but couldn’t find Max. She was tired and hungry. Max waited for news of his lost dog, and then the phone rang. It was not news about puppy.
When the doorbell rang, it was Max’s friend Lucy. Max told her puppy was lost, and she offered to help look for her. They decided to search the park, where there were lots of dogs. Max had an idea to go to the last spot he saw puppy and wait there.
Puppy was tired of wandering and decided to go back to where she last saw Max. She picked up Max’s scent and took off in that direction. Max recognized puppy’s bark and ran to meet her. Now she was no longer a lost puppy; she was found.
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