Today he was prepared to have the laziest day when suddenly, he heard a ringing sound from the yard.

"What could that be?" John wondered. He hurried to the yard and spied the fluffiest little puppy with a purple collar.

John studied the purple collar. It was had a silver name tag that read, "Miles." John nudged Miles gently. "What are you doing here, little one?" he asked. "Someone is probably worried about you," he said.

Miles wagged his tail and barked happily. John looked around and saw no one else. "I guess you're lost," John said.

John carried Miles on his back and started down the mountain trail.

The summer air was warm and fresh. Miles seemed to enjoy the ride. He licked John's cheek and wagged his tail.

John felt happier with each step. They passed a farm where an old farmer was working. The farmer waved at John and Miles.

"Hello there!" John called out. "Are you missing a puppy?" The farmer shook his head. "No, but you might try the village down the highway," he replied. John nodded and continued on their journey.

They reached the village and saw many people doing their chores. John asked a lady if she knew where Miles belonged.

"That cute puppy? He might belong to the house with the purple door. It's just over there." John hurried to the house with the purple door.

He knocked gently with his tail. A girl opened the door and her eyes widened with joy. "Miles! I've been so worried!" she cried. John smiled.

"I found him in the mountains. Is he yours?" John asked. "Yes, thank you so much," she replied, hugging the puppy. "You are the luckiest puppy," she replied to the puppy.

Even though John and the puppy had become buddies, he felt the happier knowing that the puppy was back where it belonged.

John felt the biggest warmth in his heart. He waved goodbye to Miles and the girl.

As he flew back up towards the mountain, he thought about the day's adventure. "Helping others feels good," John said to himself. He looked at the sunlight beaming over the peaks and knew he had made new friends.

From then on, John always kept an eye out for anyone who might need help in the mountains. He knew that someday, he might have another adventure with new friends.