Looking over his shoulder, he saw the dog running toward him. A moment later, he was by Lou’s side. “What do you want?” Lou yelled, stopping. “Get out of here!” The dog sat down and looked up at him. His eyes were soft brown. One pointy ear stood straight up, while the other one flopped to one side. His mouth was open, and it looked like he was laughing. “Didn’t you hear me, mutt? I said, get out of here!” The dog gave a bark, then jumped up and knocked the soccer ball out from under Lou’s arm. The ball landed on a crack in the sidewalk and bounced sideways into the street. “Hey!” Lou glared at the dog and started to step off the sidewalk. All at once, the dog lunged at him. He caught hold of Lou’s soccer shirt and began to pull. “What are you —” Lou started to shout. Just then, a huge truck barreled by them, blaring its horn.
