Excited Pull
Without skipping a beat, Rocky tugged on the leash, eager to head to the park. His earlier wariness melted into pure excitement as his paws drummed against the pavement.
“Whoa, easy boy!” I chuckled, jogging to keep up. The park seemed to hold a promise or a memory he couldn’t resist.
He looked like a pup again, vibrant and thrilled, tail wagging with newfound enthusiasm. It’s as if the mystery of his past haze was beckoning us forward.