By Ellie.  

Lexie is my doggie. She is a Jack Russel and she is little. And she’s four in our years not in dog years.

Lexie wanted to be guard dog. I fed her water just like a little baby. She couldn’t be a guard dog because she was too small. She is too cute. She is too smart. Too happy. She lets me hold her and rub her tummy. She likes to play with socks. She is too Chrismasy.

I put her Christmas jumper on her then I took her outside. Then I taught her how to be a guard dog. She shakes my hand and she sits like a kangaroo. I put her in my baby buggy. I put my hairband on her. I put my baby jacket on her. I take her for walks but my brothers don’t. My mum says to tell them to take her for a walk. They say “Oh no, no.no. We want to play our game”.

Santa came with Rudolph the red noised reindeer and a reindeer called Comic.  The reindeers taught her how to be a guard doggy. She climbed up Dumyat. She got to the top and when she got up the top she did press-ups.

I dressed her up as Pudsby. I put stars on her pudsby outfit. We made some pictures. Christmas pictures. Two Santas came. We went camping. I taught her how to count. I gave her a bone because she was a good girl.

When I woke up, she was lying on top of me and then she fell off the bed. I took her to school. I took her into the classroom. She was happy. All the people in the classroom were happy to see the baby doggie. I took her upstairs to Miss Cruickshanks classroom.

Then the snow came through the window and the roof. Then Santa and the reindeers came in through the windows and the roof. He took everyone to the North Pole. They saw an elf. She went in Santa’s bed. She fell asleep on Santa’s tummy. His tummy went up and down. And he was snoring. Then Santa woke up. And he said, “You can drive my sleigh tonight, Lexie. Lexie went “Woof woof woof woof woof”.

Then a cat came. “You can drive my sleigh too”, said Santa.

“Miaaaw.” Said the cat.

The next morning, Lexie disappeared. Then she came back to Santa for ever. Lexie and Ellie.

The End