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I’m Jack Bonds reporting to duty. No Sir, not James Bond. My name is Jack and I am a German Shepard. German Shepard’s are known to be guard dogs and that is what I am; only I guard a tree house. Yes a tree house. I work nights when the kids are sleeping. I’m always ready to sick’m, but there is never anyone to sick.
It was a hot summer day just the kind of day where you want to go chase a cat, and lucky me I found a cat.
“Get off my property you stupid cat” I demanded.
“Not on my watch” the cat replied.
At that I leaped as high as I could and began chasing him. We ran past two houses and in another. I went in without wiping my paws. The cat disappeared behind some furniture but I was drawn to the TV. It was on but nobody was watching it.
There was a man in a black suit talking in front of two pictures. One was of a man with a black goatee a bald head and pure white skin. The other was of a huge woman with wavy brown hair and a cupid on her arm which stood out against her tan skin. They both had a prison striped outfit and were holding a number.
“Two prisoners of South Breakout Prison escaped from jail last night. If you see them report to the police immediately.” Said the black suit man.
Just hen a shrill woman’s voice yelled “Howard did you leave the TV on again!” I ran right out the door. I trotted down the street. And settled down in for a nice nap under a tree.
When I woke it was already 11pm. I heard snoring from the tree house. I crept up the stairs and through the door to find two people lying side by side both wearing a prison uniform. It was the criminals from TV.
I leaped inside the house and knocked the phone of the charger. With my paws I dialed 911 than hanged up. It took about 5 minutes but they go here. A tall man stepped out of the police car.
“What’s wrong dog” asked the police man.
I tugged his pant leg towards the tree house. He followed me. By the time we opened the door five more police cars got here. They handcuffed he criminals and brought them to the police car.
After wards the criminals were sent back to jail. I was named pet hero of the year that meant I was praised a lot and got biscuits so good that coconut cake never tasted the same. The best part by far was that I was known as the best tree house protection.

eraser question

On blogger you can paste a picture of a eraser on the post. What is it?

The Newsies: Kings of New York

I love this song!!!!!!!!!!

How to Know Who Is Gonna Be Popular

OK, you're in 5th grade. Nobody is really popular yet, but how do you know who will be next year?

If they wear Abercrombie, and other brands like that, it is a dead giveaway that they will at least be part of a clique. But, then again, not really. The best way to tell is to look for the girl who gets in trouble with the teacher, and is popular with the boys.

But the clothing does make a huge difference. You just watch your friends this year.

Good Homework Cover Up

I was searching through the internet for a cover up on why I didn't do my homework. I found this. Though it didn't work so well because not even my mom believed it [my moms blog], it still is funny. I like funny things. I read Calvin and Hobbes comic books by flashlite and I read Captain Underpants even though I'm in 6th grade. If you know anything funny, even just a good joke, post a comment on this blog. Click this Ezine Articleslink to find this and other great stories.

Teacher My Homework Was Confiscated

by:Patrick Rafferty

I'm going to pass along a story that a friend told me. This actually happened to her as a young teenager. This story has been verified by other family members. Although there are certain details which I can’t tell you because nobody knows, I can give you an overall idea of just how far they’ll go in order to keep the secrets that even a kid can access.

Her mother was, at the time, remarried to a man serving in the U.S. Air Force. They had recently moved to Arizona, and the school that she went to gave her a homework assignment, which was, simply enough, to write a report on any subject. So she decided to do a report on The Validity of Aliens and UFO's.

She went home with her assignment, and began to do her research, first on a computer that she had access to, then at the library. She had been working on it for a couple of days when a man in uniform came to talk to her step-father.

After a short while, her step-father came into her bedroom, took her notes, her floppy disk and a book that she had checked out of the library and gave them all to the visitor. He then told her to find something else to do a report on, and to never speak of it again.

Nobody knows what was actually said between the two, as her step-father had passed away a short time later. And nobody knows who this man actually was, just someone from the base a little higher up in the ranks. The major consensus was that she had apparently accessed something that she shouldn't have, what it was exactly, nobody knows. They don’t tell us things like that.

All I can tell you is that she believes strongly in the existence of UFO’s and Aliens. Oh, and her report was late. She got into trouble for that.

Tobacco saved the day

America wasn’t always a rich and powerful country. If we go way back to 1609 – 1610 we will be, in a time known as the starving time. That was when the colonists of Jamestown, a British settlement on the east coast of North America, died right and left. After their leader, Captain John Smith, left them they were vulnerable to the Powhatans. The Powhatans, a Native American tribe, unfortunately tried to kill them. Other than dying from Native Americans they also died from illness and starvation. The people of Jamestown would have died out if it wasn’t for tobacco.
In 1610 John Rolfe came to America with tobacco seeds from Trinidad. They were sweeter than the ones that the Native American taught them to plant, while Smith was still there. This saved their economy which saved them.
The tobacco was used for a popular hobby for the British called whiffing. Whiffing is when you take in tobacco by the nose. It was so popular that people imported it, which meant more money. That saved the colonists economy.
People came from Britain to farm tobacco, which made money. They had different jobs like farmers (that took care of food), and doctors (that took care of illness.) So many people came and so many tobacco plants were planted that a rule was passed that for every tobacco seed you plant you must plant a seed of corn.
Tobacco was a panacea as well as a hobby. People bought it as a medicine; though it did not work it made money for the Jamestown economy. A panacea is any cure that is thought to be a cure but has no proof to it like knocking on wood is said to be a cure of bad luck but there is no proof that it is one. Tobacco was said to be “a cure-all for headaches, toothaches, sores, and ailments of the chest and lungs. Some claimed it even could kill fleas!”
The Native Americans no longer attacked the colonists that gave them more power. They stopped so they could buy the tobacco from the colonists. The Native Americans believed that tobacco had “mystical Powers.” They threw tobacco into the water to make the waves calm. They also passed a pipe of tobacco around before a council meeting started.
The money all helped the colonists it made them a richer and powerful country. I mean they may not be as rich and powerful as America today but tobacco changed allot. You’ll have to wait until the Revolutionary war for America to be as powerful and rich as it is today.

Blog Action Day Pollution Story

Extra Extra read all about man eaten by alien worm (just kidding)

Monday night Polar Bear #2650432891402, commonly known as Cuddly, was murdered. On Wednesday, Joe Pollution was proven guilty of the assassination, but in a weird way. Let's hear a little bit from the trial.

“Julia Broomstick, of Salem, Massachusetts, come forth and prove to me that you are not a witch.” Whoops. Wrong trial. Ahh, here it is.

“Joe Pollution, you say you did not murder Cuddly, so Cuddly’s father, Papa Polar Bear, would like to ask you a few questions.”

“Where were you the day before tomorrow” asked Papa.

“Um, here” replied Joe.

“Are you sure, roar?” asked Papa while counting on his fingers “You're correct. Oh, well. How about Monday night?” asked Papa.

“I was in the Arctic melting off a few ice caps.” said Joe, while coughing up some black dust.

“Ahh haa, guilty. Don’t you know pollution causes polar ice caps to melt. When polar bears are jumping from ice berg to ice berg they fall into the water and die. Pollution is caused by gas from your car, the steam from factories, and even just hairspray bottles. Then they all float up into the ozone layer, become very hot and melt the ice.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I will stop using those products, stop buying gas and stop buying factory products. I feel bad for killing your daughter, I really do, but what does this have to do with me? I like warmth.”

“As the ice caps melt, the water level rises, and eventually land will be covered in water and you will drown.”

“I’ll stop pollution for the environment!” cheered Joe.

“For the environment!” cheered Papa and the jury. Papa and Joe hugged.

“Wow, a compromise? I have never heard of this before. I guess if you promise to keep it you wouldn’t have to go to jail.” cried the judge.

As you can see, all is well and this gives you reason to be environmentally carefull and pollution free.