The Squeaky Toy Mystery

                    All of a sudden I was colliding with a black dog and then he asked me who I was and why I wasn't paying attention to where I was going.
      I said, " Why do you need to know, I don't even know who you are".
    "My name is Oliver", said the black dog, " And sorry for running into you. "
      I replied, " I am sorry too,  and my name is Emma. "
    "Hey, is that squeaky toy over there yours," said Oliver.
    "Um, no," I remarked.
    "Well, do you want to go with me to ask other dogs if it is theirs. "
    " I guess so," I said.
    "Okay, then lets get going," said Oliver.  So we walked for about 20 minutes and still couldn't find the owner of the squeaky toy.
      Then I finally said to Oliver, " I think we should just stop for a while since we can't find whose it is."
 Then Oliver said, " Well, I guess we will wait to see whose it is."  Then when Oliver and I were going to go back to our owners the dog park bully, Cain, came up to us.      
      He revealed to Oliver, " What are you doing with my toy!!!!"
       I replied to him, "Oh, this is yours, we were trying to find the dog who owns it.
   " Well, you have no reason to take my toy, I was looking everywhere for it, " said Cain.
      So Oliver says, " We were just trying to help out, geez."
     Then Cain says, " Don't talk to me like that or I will bite you." So I just gave Cain his squeaky toy and walked away.  Oliver followed me and never bothered Oliver or me again.