Doug
the Dog
By
Thalia Maudina and Muhammad Hilmy Hakeem
On a bright shiny day, in the city,
there was a very, very poor ugly dog, named Doug. One day, he went down the
city and found a dog festival. There was a contest for the most beautiful dog
in the city. He was staring at every single dog and realised that all dogs had
something in common. What’s that? They all had a tail.
“A tail? I don’t have any tail. Why?
Why did I get no tail?”
Doug asked himself. But nobody heard
him, maybe, because he was the dirtiest dog there. Then, he started his journey
to find his tail.
He walked, walked, and walked again
and he arrived at a laundry. He met a girl who shouted, “Mommy, look at that
stupid dog!” But Doug tried to ignore it. In front of laundry, there was a
trashcan. There, he met many ants. The dog asked, “Do you know where my tail
is?”
“Hmm, I am not really sure but I
actually I don’t see any tail here.”
He asked another ant, “Do you see my
tail?”
“Every dog has tail, doesn’t it?”
“Ya, except me.”
A fly came and laughed. The fly was
making fun of the dog. “Hahaha, hahaha. There will be no tails which want to be
yours. You have no tails, you have no tails.”
And the ants followed the fly to
mock Doug, “You have no tails, you have no tails.”
“Of course I have!”
“You have no tails, you have no
tails.”
“Stop it!”
“You have no tails, you have no
tails.”
Doug started to cry but he was shy
to cry. He was absolutely upset.
Doug went to other garbage for
asking the same question to the other ants. There, he met bread, named Brad.
“Hey, bread, do you see my tail?”
“Hey, how do you know my name? Even
we haven’t met before.”
“Everybody knows bread.”
“Hmm, well, because I am so famous,
you may ask a question.”
“Really? But, actually I have asked
a question several seconds ago.”
“Really? Can you repeat it?”
“Do you know where my tail is?”
“No.”
“It means you are not the ‘famous
bread’. Better for me to go.”
“Oh, wait, hmm, okay, yes.”
“So, where do you see my tail?”
“Hmm”
“Answer!”
“You have to find a mirror!”
“Mere ore?”
“Yup!”
And he was looking for the “mere
ore” with Brad. To thank Brad, the dog hugged the bread. He smelled a delicious
smell. “Yummy!” And suddenly the dog ate the bread. There was only the bread’s
mouth as the rest.
“Wait,” the bread shouted.
“How can I help you if you eat me?
And I don’t have any eyes now.”
“I can find it by myself.”
Doug ate Brad’s other part. And he
was alone. He went to a pet shop and met many dogs. He asked to other dogs.
“Hey, dog, do you see mere ore?”
nobody answered.
“Hey, dog, do you see mere ore?”
“Hey, dog, do you see mere ore?”
He was in front of mirror and asked
to a dog in front of him. “Hey, dog, do you see mere ore?” but the dog in front
of him didn’t answer and just followed Doug’s movement.
“Hey, stop following my gesture!”
and he hit the mirror.
After hitting the mirror, he decided
to continue his journey. But, wait…
“Tail, tail. Me, me. My tail. Hey!
There is my tail!”
He looked at the mirror and realised
that his tail was on back part of his body. And the “mere ore” was “mirror”.
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