One day, there was a boy named Fausto who wanted to play a guitar, but did not have the money to buy one.
Mom, can I get a guitar?
Money doesn't grow on trees.
I'll mow laws for money to buy a guitar.
Oh yeah, it's winter.
Fausto asks his mom if he can get a guitar.
This dog looks like it's owned by rich people...
Fausto hops on his sister's bike (because his had flat tires) and rode to another section of Fresno.
Where's your owner, dog?
Since, His family did not have the money to buy a guitar, Fausto decided to mow lawns for money.
Fausto then realizes that its winter and nobody would hire him. Fausto returns the mower and takes a rake.
Fausto had an idea: The dog looked like it was lost, and if Fausto could bring it back to its owners, he might get a reward! He searched for collar. He found one that says Roger. Fausto had never seen a dog with a human name, which startled him.