I was so excited that the brand new boysenberry ice cream was out. I practically sprinted to the shops. While I was there, I was going to get some toys for my puppy, Scout. Suddenly something tripped me over. I turned around to see that it was Scout. “Oi, which way to the shops?” it panted. “What are you doing?” I asked. “I’m getting some boysenberry ice cream,” she replied. “Why don’t we go together,” I squealed. Scout and I sprinted as fast as the eye could see. We both got there in time for all the dogs to take over the ice cream truck and steal the precious ice cream.