A Day No Pigs Would Die - Blog Number One

     Currently, I have two pets - both dogs. Their names are Buddy and Bandit. Buddy is about five years old, and his coat is brown and black. His features are the same as a German Shepherd, although he's much smaller. Bandit is a dachshund-lab mix. He is a little over a year old, and his color is almost the same as Buddy's. He is small and long, like a dachshund, but his face looks like a lab's.

     Both are special to me in different ways, but both of them are more pet-like to me. I don't really talk to them like a friend, except for when I want somebody to listen, and that's it. Don't get me wrong, pets can be friends, but I'm very busy during the day, so it's hard for me to play with them all the time. I love them both very much.

Third Person Liminted from Leslie's Point of View

     It was early in the morning as Leslie walked into school. She was in the main hallway, standing to the side. She had a bag in her hand - a gift for her best friend. It was a shirt that she had saved up to buy for her. After all, Sarah had given her a whole bunch of stuff. She spotted her at her locker and started walking towards her.

     "Leslie!" she heard a deep voice yell through the hall. She turned around to see Tom walking towards her. She stopped to talk to Tom and as they were having a conversation, she glanced over Tom's shoulder to see Sarah standing by her locker just looking at the two of them. She had a silent tear rolling down her face. Saddness covered her face, over her make up. Then you could see detemination.

      "I want to ask you something. Should I ask Sarah to Homecoming? I really like her, and I want to ask her. What should I do?"

    "You should ask her to homecoming, and do it soon. I have to get to class now, so I'll see you later, Tom."

    "Thank you so much, Leslie," Tom said, "Sarah!" he then proceded to yell. Leslie decided that she'd talk to Sarah later and see how things turned out.