The "Dougout" Chapter 2

   The summer had supposedly disappeared to fast. One day I was awake at 7:30 listening to Mrs. Swarnerfield talk about how her dog "Rumple" could sit for 8 straight hours staring at the fan and yet we could sit still or quiet for 10 minutes. Whether or not the fan moved the poor dog, who knows what Mrs. Swarnerfield does to her things. The next day I was sleeping in 'till 2 and eating breakfast in bed with my, at least somewhat normal puppy, Disty. He was the size of New York compared to China... really small but had the bark of a dinosaur. He was a brown lab and my dad loved to take him to the baseball park when he could. Disty liked to track down where my dad had been not by looking for him, but by following the footprints in the baseball diamond. Today was a little different as it started... it really changed my life.