Doodle Goes Missing is the second Doodle story. Doodle was born out of my son's love for dogs. We hope you love Doodle as much as we do.
Doodle loved to be outside at the park with his owner Cassandra. It was a great big park with large ponds, hundreds of trees and acres of tall green grass for him to run around in.
Doodle had so much energy that he needed to go to the park three times a day to burn it all off. He liked to run and jump, jump and run, twirl and swirl, and whirl and twirl. Whenever he could he would run and run and run around, turning his owner's world upside down. Doodle got his name because he ran around in circles just like a doodle; nothing was out of bounds for Doodle.
This particular day, Cassandra was extremely busy working from home and wasn’t ready to take Doodle to the park at his usual time. Doodle was frustrated. He bounded up to Cassandra while she was on a call.
“Not now, Doodle’ she said, patting him kindly on his head.
“Auuurrr” he cried.
Time went by and he thought he’d have another go. This time, he jumped up at the table when she was on a video meeting.
“Not now, Doodle’ she said, pointing for him to go away.
“Auuurrr” he cried as he walked back to his bed.
The doorbell rang. Cassandra was still in her meeting. Doodle barked loudly. But nothing. The doorbell rang again. Doodle barked even louder, running to Cassandra, who by this time was flustered.
“Hold on a minute” he heard her say. “There’s someone at the door”.
Cassandra opened the door to the window cleaner. “Hello Max” she said cheerfully. “Let me fix you up, the windows are gleaming”. She quickly went to get her purse to pay him, leaving the door slightly ajar.
Doodle saw the blue sky outside and smelled the fresh air. This was his chance. He bolted past Max and ran down the street.
“Come back, Doodle” shouted Max in alarm.
But Doodle carried on running until he reached his beloved park. He was free at last. He ran through the grass and all around the trees. What a treat this was, being on the park all by himself. He could do anything he wanted to do.
He ran around the biggest pond, into the water, splashing and barking loudly at the ducks. But the ducks flew away honking back at him in the most unpleasant way. So he carried on running until he got to the smallest pond. There was always someone to play with here. Ahead he saw the mother ducks and their babies.
“Arrruuuu” he barked, saying hello to the family of ducks. Mother duck wasn’t happy and honked loudly, running towards him to protect her babies. Doodle was so surprised, he didn’t notice Father duck flying through the sky towards him. “Quaaaaaaak, Quaaaaaaak-Quaaaaaaak”, flapping his wings and heading towards Doodle, pecking him on the legs.
Doodle was scared. He hadn’t been pecked before. So he ran away again. He only wanted to play.
Up ahead he saw the children’s playground. There were many children on the park. Some on the bright red swings. Some coming down the yellow slide. Others bouncing up and down on the green see-saw. Doodle loved children and children loved Doodle. They always came up to pat him when he was on his walks with Cassandra. He bounded up to them with his tail wagging, ready to play. The children stared at him and some started to cry. Mothers and fathers came running, comforting their crying children.
“Shoo, shoo” shouted a tall man dressed in a blue coat and a blue cap, waving his arms like an accident was about to happen.
Doodle ran. He was sad. He just wanted someone to play with.
He ran through the grass and the trees and stopped on the path to get a drink out of the water fountain, especially for dogs. He was very thirsty for he had done a lot of running.
He lay down on the path for a little rest and closed his eyes for a moment.
“Doodle, Doodle”.
His ears pricked up at the sound of his owner calling his name.
“Doodle, Doodle, here boy, come on Doodle”.
He could see Cassandra and Max running up the path. They were both out of breath. Doodle sprang to his feet and ran as fast as he could along the path. He jumped up onto Cassandra as she patted him and kissed him. Max ruffled his head.
“Where have you been, Doodle? I’ve been so worried about you. You’re not to run away like that”.
Doodle hung his head. He knew Cassandra was right. He didn’t even have a good time, really. No-one wanted to play when he wasn’t with Cassandra.
Max threw the ball and Doodle ran to catch it. Then he threw it again and again and again.
Doodle had someone to play with. He was happy.
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