I stare into the eyes of a useless mutt. I feel I want a pure bred, even without papers. So I walk over to a beautiful dog, she is such a wonder with a very rare breed. But no, alas she is too fierce to other dogs. I find showing pride good, but this is too much. I put her back in her cage.

I walk back over to the useless mutt. I see he is Border Collie/Airedale mix, with who knows what else. I think to my self, "absolutely not!" I stare at the ceiling, "he is a worthless," I change foot, "cute little ball of fur!"

But how could I get some-thing? I don't even know what he is. He then looks into my eyes, in just the right way. I change foot again. "Oh you cute little puppy you!" I scoop him up and cuddle him. I have decided he is perfect.

Two hours later I am on my way home with my new friend. He looks nervous and scared in the car. So I pet him and say, "It'll be ok Scout." Scout! What a perfect name. That will be your name!

Several weeks later I am sitting here typing this story with my companion by my side. This was the beginning of a beautiful friendship.