

Sara and Tom are friends. They like to play in the park. One day, they see a big white dog. The dog is friendly. He wags his tail and licks their faces.
"Can we pet him?" Sara asks.
"Yes, he is nice. His name is Spot," a man says. He is the dog's owner.
Sara and Tom pet Spot. They rub his ears and his belly. Spot is happy. He barks and jumps.
"Can we play with him?" Tom asks.
"Sure, you can. He likes to fetch and run," the man says. He gives them a ball.
Sara and Tom throw the ball. Spot runs and catches it. He brings it back. They do this many times.
But then, Spot sees a squirrel. He drops the ball and chases the squirrel. He runs very fast.
"Spot, come back!" the man calls.
But Spot does not listen. He wants to catch the squirrel.
"Spot, stop!" Sara and Tom shout.
But Spot does not stop. He runs out of the park. He crosses the street.
"Spot, no!" the man yells.
But Spot does not hear. He is too busy.
A car is coming. It is big and loud. It honks its horn.
"Spot, look out!" Sara and Tom scream.
But Spot does not look. He is too excited.
The car brakes. It skids. It stops.
Spot is safe. He is not hurt. He is lucky.
The man runs to Spot. He hugs him. He scolds him.
"Spot, you are a bad dog. You could have been hit by the car. You could have died. You must never run away like that. You must listen to me. Do you understand?" the man says.
Spot looks at the man. He looks sorry. He wags his tail. He licks his face.
"I'm sorry, Spot. I love you. But you have to be careful. You have to obey me. OK?" the man says.
Spot nods. He barks. He agrees.
Sara and Tom run to Spot. They hug him. They are glad he is OK.
"Spot, you are a good dog. But you are also a silly dog. You scared us. You made us worry. You have to be smart. You have to stay with us. OK?" Sara and Tom say.
Spot nods. He barks. He agrees.
They all go back to the park. They play with the ball. They have fun.
Spot does not chase squirrels. He does not run away. He does not refuse to listen.
He stays with his friends. He is a happy dog.
