Where The Red Corn Grows Summary

It was a warm summer night, very calm and peaceful and me and my family were hanging out in a RV that we just got. The dogs were hanging in the porch while we were mostly inside. After a while my Mom decided that the dogs should go back inside. “ You stay in here with Bear while I take Aspen inside” my mom said as she put on Aspen’s leash. I was petting Bear when all the sudden I heard a scream followed by a, “ ASPEN GET BACK HERE!!”. Aspen had gotten out of her leash. I tried to follow what was happening but she ran out of view. Towards...the road. I heard a sudden stop, my heart sank, I was trying to figure out what was happening. Then I saw her. On the road my mom by her side. The car in front of them. I couldn’t see blood, but I knew
I couldn’t imagine the weight on her shoulders, she was walking her in when it happened. She told me how she felt it was her fault and how she saw it all happen, the car... the hit. I didn’t even see it and I felt that bad, imagine how she felt. After her crying for so long I chimed in as well. Have you ever heard of the story “ Where the Red Fern Grows”(SPOILER ALERT!!!!!) well, I was thinking of when the first dog passes and the second one wouldn’t do anything until the first dog was there again. Plus with having only two dogs and that idea in my head I had a breakdown, I started balling at the idea of that happening to my other dog. After a few days I started to feel better, but it was the day, every day that, personally, every pet owner doesn’t look forward to, the burying of the pet. I stood by and watched everything trying to think happy thoughts, but none came. Right before they buried her I went over and laid down next to her one last time petting her white, soft fur looking into her eyes... no longer darting around looking for squirrels, her paws… no longer running around with her brother, and her ears… no longer bouncing in the wind, as they told me it was time. They lifted her up and set her