A Dog's Best Friend Is The Bone Page 5

Dog blinked. "When should we start?" he asked nervously. Rancid turned around and punched Dog hard in the face, like a rock. Dog sat on the floor, holding his hand up to his bleeding mouth. He got up. His arms reached out on the chairs for the bone. Dog spat out some blood on Rancid's shoe. He growled like an un-friendly dog, holding his bone in the air like an evil person.

Rancid gasped, looking frightened. "Wuss" Dog said, whacking Rancid with his bone hard like the punch he done to the dog. Dog laughed in an evil way, watching blood fly everywhere.

"Who's next?" he asked.

People blinked and started to scream. Everybody ran out of the store, screaming and crying.

Rancid snatched the bone and lifted it in the air, holding it near the dog's head. Dog looked up and started to whimper.

"STOP NOW!" a cat called.