• The puppy played in the field in the afternoon. It was a bright sunny day, one for any puppy or his boy to have the time of their lives while the time was still so blissful.
    The young pup was of a platinum hue. Almost a yellow. The pup was so adorable that the young master’s evil aunt Mortician could not help but swoon to the pups young charms. He was playful as he was joyous about his state of life. Though young and inexperienced at the joys of being toilet trained or nipping gently at his masters fingers and pants, he enjoyed every aspect of life that was given to him. Especially the tractor, that had it’s own abilities of it’s own on this farm.
    Tractor was huge to the pup. Something gigantic and awe-inspiring. Often times the pup would play around the tractor and hop about in it’s own cute manner of momentum. It was on the day that the tractor spoke to the pup that changed life all together.

    The tractor was brought to life. It spoke it’s own native language to the pup. “BRAAAAAHHH!” It cried out. The pup ran for it’s dear little life and hid beneath the height of the field plants. In it’s own hope not to be of any bother, nor in the way of the almighty tractor.
    The pup hid again as the tractor cracked and sputtered and began to move. The pup ran for it’s dear little life. Yet the tractor continued on, without any way of seemingly seeing the pup. Or if that it did, it was going to demolish the little thing and leave it’s memory behind as a empty vessel.
    Helplessly the pup cried out. Yelp after yelp escaped. The pup turned at the edge of the field and found the tractor doing the same. Again the pup yelled for it’s master to get him away. To save him the this hostile machine, that seemed to want to eat him up.


    ENDING 1:
    With each passing hop that the pup took to move forward the tractor seemed to lurch forward and gain even more ground until the pup was almost under the first tire. That first tire that, if hit him, he would squeal and be no more.
    A tear rolled out of the eye of the pup. To be no more, he thought. No more of my young master’s bed! No more of the food they leave for me! No more field! No more fun! Fear drove him and tried to continue him on, but it was not enough. The pup closed his eyes in horror at what came next.
    The Tractor lurched forward and seemed to gobble up the pup under the tires and expel the life from the pup with a single, painful, horrified yelp.

    The pup awoke in a comfortable state. White was all that he saw, and without any concern to anything around him he went to the white and found himself at the end of a tunnel.
    What awaited him was a gigantic throne with a even more impressive dragon sitting on it. The hands of the giant beasts beckoned the little pup forward. The pup did so apprehensively and sat down.
    “Oh little pup. Do you know who I am?” The dragon asked.
    The pup scratched his head with his forepaw, which made him look all the more adorable.
    “I am God.”

    ENDING 2
    With each passing hop that the pup took to move forward the tractor seemed to lurch forward and gain even more ground until the pup was almost under the first tire. That first tire that, if hit him, he would squeal and be no more.
    The pup panicked and closed his eyes in fear. There was no more.
    And with a rumble behind him that made the pup fly forward with a great deal of velocity, the pup opened his eyes to see him hurdling to the ground. With a few bumps to the ground the pup shook it’s little head and looked back to the tractor.
    To the pup’s amazement the tractor had been no more, and where it was the pup didn’t know. It was no where on the field at all.
    There was a great roar that shook the earth. The pup looked up and saw that the tractor was falling to the earth at great speeds, and from where it previously was, apparently in the air, a great dragon circled around, and must have caught sight of the pup in the field.
    The dreaded tractor hit the ground with a great deal of force that it sounded as though a thunderclap had echoed about the field.
    Meanwhile, the dragon circled and came down towards the pup. The pup, scared enough to expel the entirety of it’s bladder and intestines (which he did), surprisingly held his ground.
    The dragon swooped down hard and fast. The pup stared onward, today was not going to be a good day, He thought.
    At the moment where the dragon lowered it’s jaws and was about to envelop the poor pup, the pup closed it’s eyes and welcomed it’s end.

    Moments passed, and that end didn’t come. The pup opened one eye and saw the giant dragon, laying in front of the pup. The dragon seemed to smile at the pup and winked at him.
    The pup, adorably, tilted his head in confusion.
    The dragon lifted it’s head and looked up, indicating he would like the pup to get on the dragon.
    The pup opened it’s little mouth and licked the bottom jaw of the dragon and climbed up the dragon almost like an expert rock climber.
    Once the pup was situated on the head, a place of flat stone like texture, the dog sat down and looked around in curiosity.
    And so the story goes, that the Dragon and the dog became good friends and traveled the world together.
    The moral being:
    Be strong, and as powerful as the dragon, but know when to help the little guy.
    Be curious about life, and accept that life may try to bite you in the butt, but do not fear. Friends are always close, even if you don’t know it yet.