Oliver had just moved to the queite ,huge city . It felt really different ,and Oliver really mist his old house and it was far far away then  his old house . ''Oliver mist  the fresh green corn fields'' . ''And he mist the wide open spaces . ''Most of all I mist my fantastic friend'' . One mornig, Oliver felt extremally restlles  . Evan though the  rain was dashing hevilly down like a wonderful  waterfall , he wanted to be outside , to  explore .  People hurried by . Un-waching and un-seeing . Oliver glansed  about , looking and wondering which way to go , when suddenly , he was bright as a poppy in a corn field. A small, soggy, white ball of a dog ,trailing a streek  of red leash. He  was  all alone like Oliver. ''Hello!'' said Oliver '' are you lost?''. He looked at the little red collar tag . Patch it read . Just patch. Oliver looked around. No one was calling for there sad lost dog .''What shall I do with you ?'' Oliver said to patch ''I can't leave you on your own ''. Before he knew it , Oliver had the lead and Patch was trotting beside him . Oliver and Patch had a wonderful day getting to know each other . For the first time since moving to the city , Oliver felt happy .