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Write A Narrative Essay On 'The Relationship Between Mabel And Nobel'

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Yeah, that’s because Max accused the redhead of cheating on him and is keeping her dog hostage.
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Each evening, the little aristocrat went for a walk. Her little legs moved swiftly to the point that the walker would have to run to keep up with her. She stopped to bark at large dogs, ignoring anyone her own size.
It was extremely difficult to sit down after a hard day’s work without Mabel hopping up onto Hanna’s lap. One afternoon, while the children were all at school, Hanna just wanted some peace and quiet. Assured Mabel was sound asleep in her bed next to the dishwasher, Hanna quietly tiptoed into the living room. Mabel bounded out of the kitchen, jumping onto the couch before Hanna even reached the middle of the living room. Mabel ran …show more content…

One afternoon, Mabel slipped out the open gate, venturing from the backyard unnoticed. She had not been gone long before Hanna noticed she was missing. Walking to the sidewalk in front of the house, Hanna spotted Mabel waltzing down the street, investigating the underside of each automobile that lined the driveway of each neighbor’s house. Calling her name, Hanna chased Mabel down the street. When she finally caught up to her at the end of the block, Hanna scooped the dog from the bush she was cowering under, scolding her, “You are a very bad dog! Why did you run away? Look at you. You have grease all over your back and feet.” Holding the dog in front of her so as not to get grease on her clothes, Hanna took Mabel home and set her on the ground in the backyard. Latching the gate she scolded, “You are just going to have to stay in the backyard until Molly gets …show more content…

Jumping onto their bed, Mabel danced around slipping from Hanna’s reach each time she tried to grab the wiggly dog. Spotting greasy paw prints on the white and blue flowered bedspread, Hanna fumed, “This is the last straw! You have just been disinherited little dog! Get out of my sight!”
With a fearful look in her eyes, Mabel bounded to the edge of the bed, jumped to the floor and scurried underneath out of Hanna’s reach. She yelled at the dog, “Just you wait until Molly gets home!”
Hanna headed for the stack of magazines inside the end table next to the couch, hoping to find any information about removing greasy oil from fabric.
This was not the first time Hanna had dealt with Mabel’s paw prints. One time, the children purchased a Father’s Day card. Each child signed his or her name. Deciding Mabel was now an official member of the family, she needed to sign the card too. Carrying her to the basement, Molly placed Mabel on the counter in the laundry room, painted her front right paw with bright red paint, and imprinted the card with her foot, producing a perfect paw

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