I’m well out of the section of the story that I wanted to keep somewhat under wraps as a big plot-ish scene (does this story have plot? only kinda). And I’m back on track, sorta, to keep doing these posts again. Didja miss ‘em? If not, too bad, they’re back anyway.
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It had been so long since Seth saw a dog that he almost didn’t recognize it for what it was. It was a midsize animal, with somewhat shaggy fur clinging to it in clumps from the water. Its chest moved rapidly, so he knew it was alive as he inched towards it.
It rolled over with a sudden whine, and Seth noticed it favoring one paw as it tried to push itself upright. A short, jowly snout like a boxer angled at him, the nose twitching madly. One ear flopped over and the other stood up straight, and the dog’s tail was tucked close. It kept its head somewhat low and it shuddered visibly.
“Oh, you’re kidding me,” he muttered.