Dad’s Lost Hatby: Bridgett Wilson

I lost dad’s hat.

The wind puffed the hat and it left me.

The dog ran with it up the path.

Where will the dog be?

I can not tell Dad.

Dad will be mad.

That is sad!

I ran and ran for the dog, but I did not have luck.

I have to tell Dad.

Dad had his hat.

How did Dad have the hat?

The dog ran to Dad to be fed.

The hats back with Dad and he is not mad!

I am glad!