Ears

Sparky

"Sparky! Here boy!" The golden retriever ran toward me. My Mother and I decided to name him Sparky. Sparky sat in front of me, his tongue sticking out. I pet his head, then throwing the stick that was in my hand. Sparky barked and raced toward the stick. He quickly grabbed the stick and dropped it in front of me. I throw the stick again, watching him race after it.

                My Mother walks out our front door. She was holding two cups of hot chocolate, one for me, the other for her. Her scarf looked like it was in the cup. I take my cup and take a sip. Sparky licks my leg. My Mother gives me a look. Her eyes were saying, "Is this going to be the rest of our lives? Will this dog be our future?" I give her a look back. My face said "Yes."
                We both widen our eyes and nod my head. We both take a sip of our hot chocolate. Sparky lies down and starts to fall asleep. I sit next to Sparky, softly rubbing his head. My Mother gives me a look. I smile. My Mother rolls her eyes and sits next to the other side of Sparky. My Mother starts to pet Sparky, trying to copy me. She give me a devilish smile.         
                "Twinsies!" My Mother writes in my hand.
                "Copy Cat!" I said. Sparky snorts, very loudly. My Mother and I giggle. She wrote in my hand,
                "Copy Dog." I smile. Was my Mother right? Would Sparky be our future?