"Bella!" I heard from downstairs, "I'm going on a walk, do you want to come?" I rushed as fast as I could to the stairs and flew down them.

"It looks like you're ready," said Olivia, smiling as she opened the door. I ran out, exited, a bunch of new smells greeted me. I love going on walks, the fresh air, the people, the squirrels. I saw one and started chasing it.

"Bella, heel!" shouted Olivia, "leave the poor squirrel alone"