Rosco clambered out as she opened the side door for him. Inside the house, Rosco skipped to the window by the front porch so he could watch.

Two men dressed in brown pants and white shirts climbed out of the front of the truck. One was holding a clipboard as the other climbed a small ladder on the back of the truck. This man raised the enormous back door and lowered a long, steel ramp to the ground.

Inside the truck, a mountain of cardboard boxes and furniture sat piled high. Rosco gazed, wide-eyed, as the men began to unload the boxes and carry them toward the house. They placed the boxes on the driveway.

Mom walked over and stood next to Rosco at the window. “Yes, it looks like we’re getting some new neighbors, Rosco,” Mom said. “Someone’s finally moving in. Won’t the kids be excited?” She left him and began tidying up the house.

New people? We’re going to have new people next door? Rosco thought, panting a doggie smile. Wow, the kids sure will be excited. I wonder who it will be.

Rosco watched as a car pulled up next to the house and a man and woman carefully stepped out. They had gray hair and kind faces and reminded Rosco of James’ and Mandy’s grandparents.

The woman opened the backseat passenger door of the car. She reached in and carefully pulled out a plastic, grey box that had windows and a door, and a handle on the top. It looked like a miniature version of Rosco’s kennel.

A kennel? There must be an animal inside! Rosco thought, wagging his tail. This family has a pet!

The woman carried the kennel to the front door and set it down on the porch, then joined her husband on the sidewalk. Rosco still couldn’t see what was inside of the small kennel. It was too far away.

The man and the woman greeted the movers. Then, with the click of a button, the grey-haired man opened the garage door, and the four of them disappeared into the house.

But the kennel still sat on the front porch.

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Tell us: Could this be a new friend for Rosco?