HL50 - Lead
I've had five days off work and I'm feeling super creative, so here's some more....
Lead
Richie ran as fast as his legs could carry him, sheer panic driving him much faster than he could normally run. Mac was going to kill him, it was that simple. His life depended on finding her and quickly.
Scanning the trees ahead he saw what he was looking for and smiled. Slowing to a trot, he called out, “Lucy!”
The dog looked up and, recognising him, came bounding up the path. He grabbed her collar and reattached the lead that had been dangling useless from his hand. “Note to self,” muttered Richie, “Never let a dog off the leash.”
Lead
Richie ran as fast as his legs could carry him, sheer panic driving him much faster than he could normally run. Mac was going to kill him, it was that simple. His life depended on finding her and quickly.
Scanning the trees ahead he saw what he was looking for and smiled. Slowing to a trot, he called out, “Lucy!”
The dog looked up and, recognising him, came bounding up the path. He grabbed her collar and reattached the lead that had been dangling useless from his hand. “Note to self,” muttered Richie, “Never let a dog off the leash.”