John had to say with Uncle Tim and Aunt Melanie because his parents were away on business those days.From the fist day John realized that Oliver，the dog，was unhappy and alone in the house.He was not given meals on time，nor was he taken for a walk."Your uncle bought Oliver so that the dog could protect his house from thieves.Actually，neither he nor Melanie really cares about him. There too busy with work，"
the gardener told John.John felt sad.
One day John went out for a walk with Oliver.Suddenly，the sky became dull and a violent storm was coming.People ran here and there for protection as the rain started falling.John ran to take shelter in a sweet shop.It was only after a few minutes that he realized Oliver was not with him."The storm separated us，"
John cried on returning home."I searched the entire place but I couldn't find him."John's uncle put an advertisement in the paper.After all，he had spent a lot of money buying Oliver and did not want to lose him.
Two days later，a couple answered John's uncle's advertisement in the paper.Since John's uncle was out on an official tour，John was sent to check on the dog.It was a half an hour bus ride.The house was a beautiful brick-colored structure.The middle-aged lady who greeted Oliver was a motherly woman."He is asleep，"the lady said."Come and have a look."
A checked coat decorated Oliver's sleeping form.A pot of milk stood in a corner of the room possibly for Oliver's next feed."I found him on the back seat of my husband's car.He must have jumped in during the storm.The poor dear was wet through when I first noticed him after arriving home，"The lady said."It reminded me of Sheela，a golden retriever（金毛寻回犬）we once had."
When John recognized the distinctive spot on the neck, he whispered, "It's Oliver."
Afterward, he expressed his gratitude for what the lady had done for Oliver and talked to her.
Our family has embraced him in just a few days. We decided not to have any pets after Sheela left us, and suddenly ..." In a trembling voice, she said.
"She is upset when she sees the newspaper advertisement your uncle placed," the lady's husband added." Since getting the dog a few days ago she has become attached to it."
"Sorry to bother but this is not our Oliver." John said.
A sigh of relief escaped the lady's lips as she heard this.
In his mind, he felt guilty for lying to his uncle about the dog not being Oliver. Yet he was also happy Oliver would get a life filled with love, care, and company. He would no longer be living in his uncle's house in an unhappy and lonely environment. He knew his decision was the right one. After all, Oliver's happiness matters more than anything else.