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A family, fun-filled adventure
A rambunctious Maltipoo puppy called Leo Pomp is adopted by a wealthy, British family with a bunny and he develops an affinity for gardening. He soon learns that his family had a previous dog named Hero, who was highly acclaimed for his physical strength and unmatched performance at competitions. This causes Leo to question his significance. He eventually befriends the most influential dogs, Sphinx and Dazzling, and discovers a dangerous secret about Sphinx’s brother, Rage. Together with his friends, a determined Leo tries to make his owners proud, and in the process, he rises up against bullying and overcomes the challenges of being a small dog. He eventually becomes the great dog that he was meant to be.

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Publié par	iUniverse
Date de parution	03 octobre 2022
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781663240378
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	1 Mo

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THE PUP OF LUCK
The Adventures of Leo Pomp

CHERISSE SUDAN

THE ADVENTURES OF LEO POMP
THE PUP OF LUCK

Copyright © 2022 Cherisse Sudan.

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This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, names, incidents, organizations, and dialogue in this novel are either the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.

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iUniverse rev. date: 10/17/2022
Contents
Acknowledgments
Chapter 1 Leo Comes Home
Chapter 2 Leo Makes a Friend
Chapter 3 Leo Discovers Hero
Chapter 4 Leo Dances
Chapter 5 Leo Has a Playdate
Chapter 6 Leo Meets New Dogs in the Park
Chapter 7 Leo Attends a Party
Chapter 8 Leo Meets Hero
Chapter 9 Leo Gets His Lucky Charm
Chapter 10 Leo Discovers the Truth
Chapter 11 Leo is a Hero
Acknowledgments
I would like to thank my beloved pet Maltipoo, Leo, for being a wonderful source of creativity and inspiration. I am very grateful to my other dear pets for adding joyous, touching moments to my childhood and life. Most of all, I thank my family, especially my mother, for always motivating me to pursue my dreams, no matter the field.

Leo Comes Home
M y parents brought me home on a quiet, sunlit afternoon. I remember it as if it were yesterday. They drove a light blue car into the garage of their grand house. I remember thinking that I had been dognapped by these tall people.
“Let me out!” I demanded. “Aarroo!” I howled for help. I gnawed at the cage in an attempt to burst free.
A lady with wavy brown hair exited the car. Her husband, who had black hair, came out on the other side. I cowered timidly as my cage was being carried along the path leading to a house. Then, I spotted a curious trio of dogs strolling past the fence, with a dog walker holding their leashes.
“Aarroo!” I yelped. It was the universal cry for help among my kind. Thoughts flew through my mind as to why these dogs were not coming to my assistance. What were they looking at with such curiosity?
I soon discovered that it was me.
Eventually, they became a distant memory, as I went farther into the house with my owners.
“Isn’t he adorable, Nathan?” cooed the woman.
The male human chuckled lightly. “He certainly is. We should call him Leo.”
“Yes, Leo Pomp,” confirmed the female human.
The male lifted me and commented, “I have to say, you were right, Hazel. I didn’t think we could handle having another dog, but when I saw Leo, I couldn’t help but fall for the little guy.”
The woman smiled heartily and said, “The pet store owner said he is very affectionate and loves to play in her garden.”
Suddenly, a brown and white bunny with a red collar and long, fuzzy ears appeared from behind the couch, where he had been shyly watching us.
The man rested me on the tiles and said in a gentle voice, “Finnley, meet your new brother, Leo Pomp.” The bunny quietly hopped towards me, twitching his tiny nose.
Finnley introduced himself, “Hi, I’m Finn.” Physically, he was not much smaller than me and so cute. He said that he had lived here for a year.
I felt like he was the only one who would understand me. My eyes were filled with sorrow. “Where am I?” I asked.
The bunny answered, “You’re on Deluxe Street, the fancy pet neighborhood.”
I whined, “I miss my sister! I want to go home! Please help me!”
Finnley looked confused. “But this is your new home. Our owners bought you.”
“Bought me? I didn’t want to be bought. I’m not a toy. I was just taking a long nap with my sister, and the next moment, I was in the blue car. I did not even get a chance to say goodbye. Sure, these humans do not seem like bad people, but they are strangers!” I declared.
The couple heard me whimpering. The lady said sympathetically, “The poor baby must be missing his family. I’m surprised that the owner of the pet store even sold him at two months old.”
Her husband nodded, filled a bowl with Puppy Chow, and gave it to me.
Food! That always made everything better. I could never get enough of the delicious smells. But suddenly, my stomach started to ache.
“What’s wrong?” Finnley asked.
“My tummy hurts!” I squealed. I lay on the carpet, hoping that it would go away.
Finnley could hear my gurgling stomach. “Wow! Sounds like a tornado!”
I began to howl. Why was this happening? Did they put something in my food? It tasted just like the kind I ate back home. This day was shaping up to be the worst. After being dognapped, I was food poisoned!
The woman heard me whimper in pain, so she patted my head and checked my temperature. She said that I had a fever. She told her husband and called my old family. Then she rested a cool washcloth on my forehead.
With worry, her voice raised as she said, “Leo Pomp hasn’t been vaccinated yet. He could have worms, Nathan. The pet shop owner said that we can return him and they will care for him until he’s better.”
Unsure, he responded, “I don’t know. The lady and her kids seemed very attached to Leo. What if she doesn’t want to return him after he’s better and gives us a refund?”
Surprised, his wife said affectionately, “We’re attached to him too.”
The husband concluded, “Then I will call our previous vet, and we will handle the problem.”

In an hour, the vet arrived and parked her white vehicle at the side of the road by the house. The other dogs in the neighborhood recognized the vehicle and started to bark loudly.
The vet greeted us on the porch. “Thank you so much for arriving on such short notice,” said the woman.
“Of course.” The vet checked my temperature, weighed me, and listened to my heartbeat and breathing with a silver, shiny piece of metal.
I whined to Finnley, “It’s so cold!”
The vet said that I had worms and pulled out a long, thin needle. I started to pant in fright, and Finnley’s eyes widened. The brown-haired lady held me and tried to comfort me while the vet swiftly injected me. “Ow!” I yelped, but the vet gave me a bone-shaped biscuit and some weird-tasting medicine.
The vet said to the lady, “Continue monitoring him, but he should be okay by tomorrow.” She gave the lady the medicine and advised that I should be vaccinated when I was healthier.
The man patted me and joked, “Wow, you really have work cut out for us, boy.”
The lady laughed lightly and turned on the television to relax. I started thinking that maybe this family wasn’t so bad after all. At least my tummy wasn’t hurting that much anymore, and I felt so grateful. I licked the lady’s feet in gratitude, and she cooed at me.
As I rested my head near her feet, she picked me up and cuddled me. I whimpered in relief. This was the only source of comfort I had felt after the horrible ordeal I experienced. I supposed that I could give these two a chance, although I still felt loyalty to my previous family. Perhaps there was more to these people than dognapping.
This was the start of my life with this new family.

Leo Makes a Friend
A s the weeks went by, I recovered from my illness. I still missed my sister and family, although my new family was so affectionate and had bought me so many toys. I had accepted them as my parents, and I was glad that I did. I realized that it was possible to love another family and still be a loyal dog. You can’t limit love.
I was now four months old. I loved to race around in the yard and scatter my toys everywhere, like I was having a treasure hunt.
The clouds parted as the sun smiled widely in the pink-painted sky, shedding all of its warm light onto the streets. I was an early bird and sped through the dog door, eager to start my day, full of enthusiasm. I was slightly taller and longer, and my fur had grown all over my body.
As the sky began to change to blue, I darted toward the white picket fence, barking boisterously at the oncoming mailman.
Finn came out through the dog door and yawned, “Why do you always make so much noise in the morning, Leo?” Finn had grown a bit larger as well. He was now my right-hand man; Finn was the adorable nerd, and I was the strong, brave, winsome canine. I was very protective of Finn.
“I have to alert Momma and Papa to start the day,” I told him.
The rabbit quietly retorted, “Why?” as he brushed the fur on his ears with his little paws.
“They have to go to work, Finn.”
Then we heard our neighbor yelling at Rocky, his brown Belgian shepherd dog, to stop tugging at the leash and get into the car to head to police training school. Troy, Rocky’s owner, thought Rocky was lazy, but Rocky had to work every day and on weekends also. That’s why he