These three stories I wrote a few years ago. I know that the antagonist of the first story passed on earlier this year, but I well frankly I like and it is my work picture, so there, pffth.
My Dog the Hero story 1
I let my dog Sassy out to go potty the other night.
While outside, Sassy heard a distress signal coming from the Capitol. Someone was in trouble. She rushed to her doghouse and retrieved her cape. She velcroed it on and with a running jump took to the skies.
She knew that the sound was far away, but she had to do something. She flew fast and made it to Washington DC in a half hour and even had time during the flight to chase a flock of geese. The signal was coming from the Lincoln memorial. Sassy flew into the building.
What she found was that once again that evil Storm Thurmond had knocked the statue of Lincoln over onto our meek and humble president. The fire and police department knew the president was somewhere under this bulky marble. When they saw Sassy a loud cheer arose from the workers. They knew she would be able to save the day.
Sassy was able to find a tunnel under the armpit and crawled under the belly of this icon of Americana. She found the President Bush trapped but alive. With President Bush at her mercy, Sassy proceeded to French kiss him.
Sassy gathered her strength and pushing with all of her doggie might and up righted Lincoln back to his original location. Bush was pulled out happy as a clam and kissed Sassy back.
Kennedy had Marilyn, Clinton had Monica, Bush has Sassy. The newspapers ate this scandal up. The National Enquirer reported Mrs. Bush’s response to the Sassy affair as “That, that Bitch”.
After rescuing the President, getting a metal of honor, and causing a national scandal, Sassy flew home.
I heard Sassy bark so let her back in. I told her she was outside an awful long time and was she chasing cats and she better not be doing that or she would get a scolding. Sassy just laid down on her cushion and went to sleep.