His Deplorable Mate
Salmon torpedo up in the pond.
As I was lost in the beauty of the garden, I heard a small outcry. Looking around, I saw no one.
“From where is it coming from? Who's hurt? I heard that sound again, going in that direction, I saw two adorable puppies, huddled up in a basket, whimpering.
Stepping forward, I saw they were wet and shaking. Looks like they spend the night here in the downpour and found shelter in this basket.
“Oh my poor babies,” my eyes watered seeing them. Quickly taking them in my arms, I hugged them and brought them inside.
Bab Populer