The army of Doglefoxes was approaching... closer and closer they crept, each
baring their teeth, waiting to pounce. I retreated slowly, saying, "Hee hee..
uh... nice doggy? Uh... foxy?" when suddenly I couldn't go any further. I had
reached a wall. "Oh great," I muttered. The menacing Doglefoxes: brown, red,
yellow, blue, and even some green ones snarled angrily at me. "Grrrrr... yip
yip yip!" they barked. I gave a loud ear-piercing shriek and...
Woke up. I looked down at my body. Then, I looked at my purple tail. Thank
Neopia. It was a dream. I was still a Lenny. Or was it a dream? Across the side
of the room there was a green beanbag. My owner, Hayley, bought it for me yesterday.
She said it was for a special purpose.
There was a Doglefox sleeping on the beanbag.
"AIIIEEEEEEEE!" I screamed, and leapt out of bed. I retreated into a corner
of the room, eyeing the Doglefox suspiciously. It woke up, sneezed into its
fur, and gave a little yelp. Then, it spotted me, and jumped up excitedly, knocking
the table lamp over. I froze. It started crawling towards me, just like those
menacing creatures in my nightmare. Then, it jumped on me, and started slobbering
and drooling all over me, giving me a big wet Doglefoxy kiss.
"Hi lil' fella," I murmured, trying to push him down. Yuck. Doglefox drool.
My best friend Liddi the Zafara has a Doglefox. It's housetrained, and painted
yellow. Liddi adores Jeremy--that's it's name. He can even shake paws and turn
somersaults. I wonder if she can teach me to teach my Doglefox those tricks.
My Doglefox! I realised my owner must have bought it for me, in place of my
pet Mongmong which flew away one night. Then again, all my PetPets had mysteriously
flown away--my Barbat named Blooper, my Flosset named Gigglee and my Faerie
Hornsby named Buddy. I can already imagine the headlines in next week's paper:
UNFORTUNATE PEOPHIN AND THE CASE OF THE MISSING PETPETS
I carried my Doglefox downstairs into the kitchen. My owner Katherine was
there. She had already prepared breakfast: two glasses of Sparkling Orange Juice,
a loaf of Bread, two plates of Hot Cakes and some Streaky Bacon. Yummy!
"I see you've met your new pet!"she smiled, setting down a little red water
bowl. I knelt down and let go of the little creature. It ran towards the bowl
and started slurping the water nosily. I sat down and started eating my bacon.
Then, we both heard a yelp and a shuffle, and when we looked down, my Doglefox
was gone! Oh no! Not another PetPet gone! I ran outside into the garden and
ran past the Sandwich Tree, not even stopping to nibble a bit of it, as I usually
do. Ah-hah! I spotted my Doglefox's tail sticking out of a bush. Another little
yelp was heard and it disappeared. I dived into the bush and...
I fell straight into a little hole! It really hurt! I scratched my feathery
head and shook my tail. Then, something soft and purply flew right into my face.
I recognised it at once--it was Blooper, my Barbat! Buddy and Gigglee, my Hornsby
and Flosset, were there too! So this is where they all had vanished to!
All three of my PetPets flew outside to follow me as I climbed out of the
dismal, dark hole. They flew right behind me as I walked back into the kitchen.
"Ummm... Katherine," I giggled, "I've lost my Doglefox. But it doesn't matter.
I've got a feeling I have enough PetPets to last me my whole life."
***
Now, I run my very own PetPet shop in Neopia Central! We specialise in all
kinds of PetPets--rare, common, and even desert PetPets. Warfs and Puppyblews
are two of the most popular nowadays. Our shop is easy to spot, as you can always
see three PetPets flying right outside the door, attracting customers: one Barbat,
one Hornsby and a Flosset. When people ask me, "How do you collect so many PetPets?"
my reply always is, "Run past a sandwich tree, hop down a hole and they're all
there".
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