I gently put down the can of dog food and grabbed the apple and the can of beans, then went down stairs. "Yes, Mom??" I said nervously. "I told you, we can't get a dog!!!" She snapped at me. "Wha??" I said in disbelief. How could she of found out? Gees, i'm terrible at this sneaking around thing, I only started a few hours ago and i'm already caught! "The dog. You put it in the shed and locked it in there, trying to hide it from me! I went out to get something and I open the door, and.... and.... JUST GO SEE WHAT IT DID TO MY SHED!" She said angrily. I hurried outside, afraid she would explode and opened the shed door and quickly stepped inside, afraid the dog would run out. At first, i didn't even look at the dog. I just stared in shock at what was our shed. Pots were smashed, miracle gro bags ripped open, poop scattered the floor, all the tools that were hung on the wall now lay on the floor, nail marks were in the window and the bottom of the door and worst of all, a old wheel barrel sat on its side, the handle bars made of wood knawed so much that pointy razors stuck out of it. The wheels were popped and ruined, and nail marks were in the middle of it. I knew that meant alot to Mom... it was her fathers. He gave that old wheelbarrel to her before he died... and it was always special to mom. I remember her yelling to me when I tried to jump in it and make it move by using sticks to push myself along the ground, making the wheels squeak with resist as the dirt was dug up. "Ben! Stop that right now, you'll ruin it!" I remembered her yelling. Then my eyes landed on the dog. He sat, innocently licking his dirty paws. He sat on a old burlap bag which he made into a nest, and he had found some old rags that he chewed on as chew toys. He was a collie, with long black and white hair, and brown eyes. There was a single white spot around one eye, the rest of his face was black. His ears perked and his tail didn't move, but he looked at me with such a intelligent look. I soon realized that the intelligent look he gave me wasn't real, as he suddenly grabbed the can of beans that I was still holding in my hand and started chomping down on it with his sharp teeth.