Chasing Invisible Signals
Following Rocky’s lead, I watched him searching eagerly, weaving through the play area. His tail was a blur, barking in rhythmic signals.
As if he knew these families by heart, Rocky sniffed and prodded with purpose. It was an impromptu game of tag, him urging me to trust his four-legged instincts.
“What are you showing me?” I asked aloud, my heart skipping along with his pace. Whatever it was, Rocky knew it was important.