Dog-Napped: A Short Story

Dog-Napped
When I was 8, I wanted a dog so bad. I NEEDED a dog. So you know what I did? I dog-napped my neighbors pet. I remember sitting on my “Jungle Book” beach towel that was protecting me from the slightly damp grass. I called out for my neighbors pet, Chewy, so h would come to the barred gate that separated out houses. My face lit up with delight as I heard the pitter-patter of little paws running towards me.
“Hi Chewy! Hi!” I exclaimed (with my “Oh my gosh I love dogs” voice) as I stroked his face.
I was there for hours just spending time with the small jack Russel terrier. I wanted him so bad. Chewy was perfect for me. All of a sudden, I jumped up out of my criss cross applause position, scaring Chewy. I had a magnificent idea! I bolted

From next door! I dug a hole under the fence so Chewy could slide through and play with me. Isn’t that smart?” I thought my mom would be impressed at the idea. I was wrong.
My mom groans and shuts the window. I was confused, did I do something wrong? The next thing you know, my mom busted through the backyard door. Chewy leapt out of my arms, ran to my mother and started licking her ankles, totally oblivious to the situation. I was scared now. My mom started yelling at me and I tried my hardest not to cry. I thought my mom would like the idea. My mother demanded for me to go to Chewy’s owners and tell them what I did. My heart stopped. I couldn’t do that. I would be so embarrassed. I guess my idea wasn’t so smart anymore.
I said my goodbyes to Chewy, pushed my tears back into my eyes, and walked over to my neighbor’s front door. I took a deep breath and rang the doorbell. I was thinking of running back into my house and hiding under the covers but I stood my ground, with chewy in my arms. All of a sudden, the door swung open.
“IDUGAHOLEINTHEFENCESOCHEWYWOULDOMETHROUGHANDICOULDPLAYWITHITFOREVERIMSOSORRY!” I practically just threw up my words because I was so scared.
My neighbor chuckled.” Say that again. I didn’t quite catch it the first