About a boy and his dog, the different places they go and the things they see.
They spent endless afternoons of fun, and Bucky was catching tennis balls, baseballs, deflated soccer balls, bicycle tires, Frisbees, shoes, anything at all.
This went on for a couple of months and Bucky was getting bigger and stronger and summer was almost here, and Jimmy couldn’t wait for his first trip with Bucky to the lake. After the last day of school, Jimmy gathered his fishing pole, a tennis ball and his baseball bat, packed a good lunch for the both of them, with plenty of drinking water too. He wanted to leave bright and early and the long wait was now over.
About 6am the next morning, they walked and ran and giggled their way to the lake. Bucky was confused at first when he saw the water, he knew what it was, but had never seen so much of it at once. He sniffed at it, then put a paw into it and pulled it out quickly. Neither of them knew it yet but this day would be the greatest ever for both of them. Jimmy was clearing off a spot to sit down, then inadvertently tossed a big branch into the lake. Bucky couldn’t help himself, went running and jumped about six feet in the air and into the water, and swam out to get the stick.
All Jimmy could do was jump in and swim after him, he was worried that Bucky couldn’t swim, boy was he wrong about that. Bucky grabbed that big stick and swam back to shore, barked and wagged his tail so proudly, and waited for Jimmy to come back ashore. He was mad that his companion had gotten him all wet, but what a great new game they had discovered.
It was a wonderful day of rolling around in the mud and the muck and playing fetch. Jimmy decided to try something new.
He knew Bucky would chase tennis balls and bring them back, but he never thought about hitting them into the water, but thought he would try it. Sure enough, Bucky jumped straight back into that water like he was born to do it. This went on For many hours of sheer joy. Jimmy decided not to put his pole in the water because he feared Bucky would jump after to too, or bite the hook.
Finally it was time for the journey home. They started walking back, and out of the blue, Bucky excitedly jumped unto the brush, flushing out five ducks, sending them flying in the air. After that, he was wagging his happy little tail, they went home, and Jimmy told his mom about the water and the ducks.
Jimmy’s mom said ,“Well, that’s what retrievers do“.” What’s a retriever”? Jimmy asked, and she explained it to him, so he was off to the encyclopedia again, finding out all he could about those type of dogs.
This sounds like a very good start for a children’s series; is that what you were going for? It has potential, I’d like to see more 
Bo–
I think you should carry it on and learn as you go
Best of luck!
Inna
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