The trees swayed left and right, the cold breeze of wind hit my numb face but as the leaves rustled a little white dog comes up to me in excitement with its tail wagging. I gave it a little stroke and say in a quiet voice "Hello there where's your owner?" I look around and see nobody in the park. The dog follows me, I start to think to myself "well there's no owner around am sure Mum won't mind." I pick up its leash hanging from its blue collar I see a name tag : Bruce.

The Dog