Rex's  POV:
    

  What is a festival?  What attracts my owners to them?

Every year they go, and I stay home.

For once, I wish they could have taken me with them.

  I  sit in my crate.

It is a bit tight, but I will manage.

I know I am loved.

I can tell.

Lucy seems to know I am not as young as I once was.

I can tell cause she is extra sweet to me.

   Why did she take Morgan with her?

     I shook my head.

   I wagged my tail.

I chewed my bone.

I whined.

I wore myself and took a nap.

When I woke up, they were still not home.

   I  waited and waited for their return.

the story continues in Chapter 9

Until then, bye-bye, little owlets!

Summer out!