
I was almost ready to give
up when Jobie surprised me. "Good dog, Jobie," I shouted in delight, handing him
the dog bone. "I've got two more days left before I have to go home and you
finally didn't chase Abe. I'll leave you untied and if you're a good dog,
Grandpa will let you stay on the farm forever."
Mom and Dad came to take me
home Sunday evening. Jobie hadn't chased Abe and it felt good knowing he could
stay on the farm.
"Thanks, Grandpa," I said, as I wrapped my arms around his
neck. "I appreciate you letting Jobie stay here."
"You're welcome, Nikki"
Grandpa winked, a big smile spreading across his face. "I'm just glad it worked
out that Jobie can stay."
"Go sit on the porch, Jobie," I said, as he
followed me to the car. "It's time for me to go home."
Jobie walked slowly to
the porch with his tail tucked between his legs. He plopped down and laid his
head between his paws. He watched as the car moved down the driveway.
"See
you next week, Jobie," I yelled out the window. "Remember, you aren't suppose to
chase Abe."
Jobie got to his feet and wagged his tail. I knew that he
understood.


