Where the Red Fern Grows

Billy was walking home one day when there was a dog fight in the ally and he went to investigate to see what was going on and there was a bunch of dog’s beating up on one dog so he decided to get involved and break it up. They all scattered away when they saw him coming. The dog that was getting beat up on was lying on the ground in what looked like a lot of pain. He rushed over and noticed he was a beautiful hound dog. He also noticed that he wasn’t hurt that bad, just scared. This hound dog reminded him of his hounds that he had had when he was just a boy. Billy was very happy the dog had come through town, because he had stirred up a lot good memories for Billy.

When Billy was a boy he had a major addiction to wanting a pair of hound dogs. However, as much as he wanted a pair of hounds he did not receive them. Every now and then he would hear the neighboring dogs calling treed to their masters, and their masters whooping back to them to tell the hound that they were on the way. This encouraged Billy to wanting a hound more. His dad told him one day that his grandpa wanted to see him as soon as possible. Once he got to his grandfather, his grandfather told him that he had seen an ad in the newspaper for some hound dog pups. That’s when Billy finally had decided to do something about this “not having a pair of hound dogs” problem. So he went and got an old tin can and started putting money in it that he made from working in the fields.

Over the next year he had saved up enough money to buy his hound dog pups. He hiked over the mountains to the nearest town post office because that’s where his dogs where going to be until he picked them up. He got to the post office and put them in a potato sack bag and headed for home. His grandpa had given him a coon trap so he could train his dogs. He named his dogs Old Dan and Little Anne. They made a great set. By the time hunting season had come he had his dogs trained and ready to go. The first night they treed their first ringtail coon. He skinned the coon and took it to his grandfather for money. He gave the money to his father.

After about a year or so his dogs had become very good at hunting. The neighboring kids thought that their dogs were the best dogs in the whole world. He told them that his dogs could catch any coon that his dogs got sent of. So they challenged him thinking that they were going to get five

dollars out of him. They told him about a very old smart coon, they said that he has fooled the smartest dogs out there. Billy knew that his dogs could catch him. The neighbor’s dog and Billy’s dogs got