A circus Hero

Once upon a time there lived an old lady. She was  very nice and she had a very obedient dog. She had brown hair and always wore pink hair clips with skulls on them.

One day, our grandma went with her Dog to the circus. It was a big, colorful circus it took a breath away, especially of the dog, because Grandma saw…the circus many times. The Dog (what in this moment of the story seems obvious) yearned to become a circus dog.

He decided he would be balancing on a toilet paper roll which was to unwind and wind magically during his show. And only then, the Dog envisioned himself being famous, eating from the golden bowl with violet jewels.

There were numerous images of hair clips in different colours in his head which he would buy for Grandma once being famous. And in that moment gorgeous snow-white puddles ran onto the arena. They were….

They were….

…were just gorgeous.

The Dog got sad. He thought in what way he, the grey mongrel, could possibly entertain anyone.

The moment Grandma saw his sadness, she scratched him behind his ear and told him that he is the most wonderful dog for her.

And then something happened that nobody expected. During the show, one of the puddles tripped over her paw, did few somersaults and fell straight into the barrel with grey goo. (The grey goo  was usually used by a clown in the next show).

The puddle started screaming loudly, she barked and whimpered with despair. She was terrified she wasn’t beautiful anymore, and what’s more, all people in the audience started laughing.

In that moment, the Dog asked Grandma for one of her hair clips and run to help and save the puddle. He took her out of the barrel, brushed the grey goo off the puddle, combed her hair with his paw and pin it with the pink clip with a skull.

And all of a sudden, there was silence among the audience. After few seconds someone called: BRAVO TO THIS DOG. BRAVO MONGREL!!!!

Grandma was very proud she had such a hero under her roof. The music started playing, and the puddle took the Dog onto the middle of the arena. They bowed. The grey Dog danced together with the grey puddle.

At last the grey Dog felt as a hero and realized that a grey dog could do a lot.