

Lily was sick. She had a fever and a cough. Her mom put a thermometer in her mouth to check her temperature. Lily did not like the thermometer. It was cold and hard. She wanted to spit it out.
"Keep it in, Lily. I need to see how hot you are," her mom said.
Lily tried to be brave, but she was scared. She did not want to go to the doctor. She did not want to get a shot. She closed her eyes and waited for the thermometer to beep.
Suddenly, she heard a loud noise outside. She opened her eyes and saw a big dog. The dog was barking and running towards her window. Lily screamed and dropped the thermometer. It broke on the floor.
"Mommy, mommy, there's a dog!" Lily cried.
Her mom ran to the window and saw the dog. It was not a mean dog. It was a friendly dog. It had a red collar and a tag. It was looking for its owner.
"It's okay, Lily. It's just a lost dog. He won't hurt you," her mom said.
She opened the window and called the dog. The dog wagged its tail and came closer. He licked her hand and sniffed her face. He was a nice dog.
Lily calmed down and looked at the dog. He had brown fur and black spots. He had big ears and a wet nose. He was cute.
"Can I pet him, mommy?" Lily asked.
"Sure, honey. He likes you," her mom said.
Lily reached out and touched the dog. He was soft and warm. He licked her cheek and made her giggle. He was a good dog.
"Can we keep him, mommy?" Lily asked.
Her mom smiled and shook her head. She saw a phone number on the dog's tag.
"No, sweetie. He belongs to someone else. We have to call his owner and tell them we found him," she said.
Lily was sad, but she understood. She gave the dog a hug and a kiss. The dog wagged his tail and bowed his head. He was grateful.
"Bye, doggy. I hope you find your home," Lily said.
Her mom picked up the phone and dialed the number. She hoped the dog's owner would come soon. She also hoped Lily's fever would go down. She was glad the dog made Lily happy. She was a good mom.
